Epiphany Magazine: Recent Episodes
Epiphany Magazine
Our name derives from the Joycean idea that an epiphany is the moment when “the soul of the commonest object… seems to us radiant.” Like the semicolon in our logo, an epiphany is a pause in time followed by a shift in thinking. Like the semicolon, an epiphany can consist of a confluence between two ideas. Like the semicolon, an epiphany is both a part of language and outside of it.
“The balloon continued to expand until it was big enough for me to crawl inside and curl up like an embryo in a green rubber womb.”
“yesterday was funny because you were in a terrible mood but everything was beautiful.”
“He said he made the cranes in order to make a wish, though he didn’t tell you what it was, only that it didn’t come true.”
"whisper: may we always find conch shells to hear the sound of our world / as it echoes and echoes."
"The diver and the son have settled into a routine of watching what he calls 'the octopus videos' over breakfast."
"There was a beautiful man who lived in the same building as me on the same floor . . ."
"I hadn’t browsedamong the urns of polished wood and giltso she waits in plain black plastic"
"At sentencing, the judge found it difficult to accept my claim that my father and I were truly alone that entire trip..."
"At sentencing, the judge found it difficult to accept my claim that my father and I were truly alone that entire trip..."
"At sentencing, the judge found it difficult to accept my claim thatmy father and I were truly alone that entire trip..."
"In morning meditation I think about sex and tally the dollars saved not buying daily coffee here."
"She’d thought she could drive so fast in that sleek yellow car that she’d outstrip everything else, make the world a blur."
"Two medicines must be used for the medical termination of pregnancy: mifepristone and misoprostol"
"I want to spring on you like a verb, like a wartime cat snatching a rare mouse from the floor."
"It was only after I moved to New York that I started to read the missed connections ads for my hometown."
“It was more than ten years ago that he ceded the master bedroom to her and moved his things into the downstairs guest room.”
From Epiphany Magazine Spring / Summer 2020 "The Borders Issue."
Omar Sakr is an award-winning poet born and raised in Western Sydney to Lebanese Muslim and Turkish Muslim migrants. He is the author of These Wild Houses (Cordite Books, 2017) and The Lost Arabs (Andrews McMeel, 2020). In 2019, Omar was the recipient of the Edward Stanley Award for Poetry.