Manzano Mountain Review is an online New Mexico literary journal affiliated with UNM-Valencia.
Issue No. 3  Winter 2018


                       1 "Forming an essential or typical feature; fundamental" 
                       2 "Related to or embodying the powers of nature."


Cecile Afable
 "How Things Break"

Genevieve Betts
"Some Spell”

Debbi Brody
“Dream Cycle”

Greg Candela
"Two Poems"

Lorraine Caputo
"Deeply I"

R.M. Cymber
“My Marriage to Depression Was Arranged”

Jessica Dealing
Two Poems

Katherine Hauth
"Waste Not The Work of Flies"

Kat Heatherington
Three Poems
John Hicks
 “Too Big to Fail”
Kevin Higgins
"My View of Things"

Judyth Hill
Two Poems

Charles Kell

Issa M. Lewis
Two Poems​​

Daniel Luevano
Three Poems
Dan MacIsaac
Two Poems

David Meischen
"Atom Smashers"

Mary Morris
Terry Mulert
"Sleeping under One"

John Nizalowski
Two Poems

Robert Okaji
Ghazal of the Half

Karen Petersen
Two Poems

Jon Riccio
"The Finland Poem"

Bruce Robinson
“Tell you What”

Janet Ruth
“This Season and What Is Alive”

Marisa Silva-Dunbar
“Elements of You”

Alexandra Umlas


Brian Barbeito
“At Yellow and Black Is Where the Mystic Lives"

Autum Cahill

Scott Jones
“Arcadia Swept Down”

Lisa Piazza
“You Made This”

Paul Smith
“The Flatlanders”

Brian Winters
"Mjorgonlar, Class of '88"


Sandy Coomer
Two Images

​Janye Marek
Three Images

David J. Thompson
"Water,  New Mexico”


Notes from the Editors:​

I wake to wild winds spitting yellow leaves against the stucco. Wind chimes scat with abandon. The garden is dry husk. The kingbirds are gone.

It is October Country in Albuquerque, and on the mind is Ray Bradbury, who grew up in the same neck of the woods as I did. I should read some Bradbury, I think, but then I remember that Manzano Mountain Review requires my full attention.

Kristian and I have been reading submissions since August. We have been reading for longer than that, but the official open date was August 1, and we have been racing ever since, making sure each piece gets our full consideration while also pushing for a quick turnaround.

And here we are, Issue No. 3.

This is our second November issue, and our first to feature assistant editor Cathy Cook, who has been a great help to us, and who recently won the 2018 Albuquerque City Poet Slam Championship, which is pretty cool.

The theme for this issue is "elemental." We provided a definition, but our want was to keep it loose. We have poems that reference mountain origami and Northern Harriers, flash floods and undersea biology, lithography and depression. We have stories about siblings and det cord and New Spain spirits. We have art that captures the raw color and movement of a wildly thriving and insatiable earth.

We planned to spotlight flash fiction written by New Mexicans, but we did not get enough flash. This led us to make some decisions about our next issue.

One is that we are taking a hiatus in Spring 2019 to make some adjustments.

Two is that our fiction submission window, like your favorite coffee shop, will be opening early and closing late. As of February 1, please send us your funniest, scariest, wittiest, wildest flash. I want to publish flash fiction that is as effective at gaining my attention as autumn's leaf-spitting winds.

Thanks to the talented writers and artists who shared their work with us this season. We hope we've done it justice.

Oh, and this: our democracy--such as it is--depends on clear-thinking and empathetic human beings to make its motor turn. We need reasonable, fair-minded, thoughtful people making reasonable, fair-minded, thoughtful decisions about the direction of the republic. Please vote.

                                                                                                                                                             - Justin Bendell


Something I have always loved is treasure hunting. Not the Indiana Jones-style treasure hunting in the sense of gold and jewels, ancient legends and curses, but the kind of treasure hunting where I find myself on a mountain path and look down and see some un-tumbled crystal or fossil or a feather—suddenly flightless. Sometimes I leave the prize on the path, a place marker, a piece of earth. Other times, I pick it up, and sometimes I give it away. Some of my earliest memories are picking up stones in mountains to show to my family, and some of the most remarkable interactions of my life have been when another has pressed into my hand unexpected treasures like stones or flowers, coins or pages, or even directions to get to a newfound place. It’s happening magic.
In a sense that’s how it feels to read through submissions of literature and art. As I read, I often have the same feeling as when I am stopped by found treasure on a path—surprised by gems or seashells. I am so grateful that Manzano Mountain Review allows me the opportunity to share these works with the world.
In our second issue, we have doubled the number of publications, and it was mesmeric to see that many are beholden to our theme of Summer Haunts/Summer Hauntings. This is so encouraging for our young journal. Contributors, thank you for entrusting us with your treasures. Readers, thank you for stopping in your path to unearth these gems.
                                                                                                                                                     - Kristian Macaron