Cadaverine Magazine

The best new poetry, prose and non-fiction from emerging writers under 30

We believe in showcasing contemporary, innovative and original new writing from the next generation of literary talent.
We’re in beating sun, sticky and soaked, 
and she’s got her legs out: strong calves, 
a patch by the ankle where the razor’s missed.

Two poems by Jenny Danes

We’re in beating sun, sticky and soaked,
and she’s got her legs out: strong calves,
a patch by the ankle where the razor’s missed.

Apr, 15 · in Poetry
Andrew turned to look at the back of her husband’s three-story house; grey shingles and panel windows glowing from the fiery light of low-angled rays. Charlotte flickered at the edge of his sight. There was light in the master bedroom on the right side of the second story. Andrew could see the seascape above her bed and the sliding door to the walk-in closet ajar in the corner.

A Goodbye by Luke Ross

Andrew turned to look at the back of her husband’s three-story house; grey shingles and panel windows glowing from the fiery light of low-angled rays. Charlotte flickered at the edge of his sight. There was light in the master bedroom on the right side of the second story. Andrew could see the seascape above her bed and the sliding door to the walk-in closet ajar in the corner.

Jan, 12 · in Prose

Onward Toward What We’re Going Toward, by Lee Farley

“Onward Toward What We’re Going Toward” by Ryan Bartlemay A comic saga of smalltown American family life 1950s – 1990s. A charming and honest dissection of the American Dream. Sound familiar? This is conventional, unchallenging ...

Apr, 09 · in Reviews

Onward Toward What We’re Going Toward, by Lee Farley

“Onward Toward What We’re Going Toward” by Ryan Bartlemay A comic saga of smalltown American family life 1950s – 1990s. A charming and honest dissection of the American Dream. Sound familiar? This is conventional, unchallenging ...

Apr, 09
This is
thick spice of sand, December flesh
contained, shrapnel under-boot

The Beach by Cherry Doyle

This is
thick spice of sand, December flesh
contained, shrapnel under-boot

Apr, 06
there is nothing worse than an unripe avocado and...

‘Bed Sheets’ by Joanie Eaton

there is nothing worse than an unripe avocado and…

Apr, 01
I speak of the tameable nature of ferrets, 
the scarring of trees, and Nottingham lace, 
of needlepoint, trams, and The Glorious Dead

Two poems by Ali Lewis

I speak of the tameable nature of ferrets,
the scarring of trees, and Nottingham lace,
of needlepoint, trams, and The Glorious Dead

Mar, 30