Magazines & Small Presses

A list of magazines and small presses that have published my work:

The Lazy Gramophone Shorts Series: Skeletons in the closet

Contributor – 2010

Hotchiwitchi

 

Hotchiwitchi: written by Sam Rawlings & illustrated by Rima Staines

Little more than a hundred years had passed since the raising of Stonehenge and already the last of the hotchiwitchi lay slain; its carcass whittled and painted. Nestled beneath that monument’s henges as an amulet we placed it, atop the brow of a murdered child’s head. The soil that eve fell as gravely as any had ever fallen. By decree, an infant’s passing; an entire race of hog resigned to history’s great depths.

 
That said, still the hotchiwitchi haunt those chilling dreams so often cast adrift from the warmth of our beds. Small in size, snouts framed by two big hollow eyes, backs pierced by knots of protruding bone, the grasses ruffle as they hunt; their shuffling often shrouded beneath the lingering whispers of a wheezing grunt. Hoglets born upon the birth of each new moon, they set forth from their lairs only when the shades of night are at their whitest; their lives, of all the lives that have ever dwelt within our shire, still by far and away the most precious.

 
Though in truth, it was always they themselves who were the hunted. For in order to discover the secrets of their honesty the hideousness of the hotchiwitchi through the ages stood pardoned; their tiny livers a cure for those of us who wished to bring ‘our insides out’. To banish deceit and summon truth, the hotchiwitchi were used. Used to expose the guilty, summon integrity, their skinned frames pious symbols of our own peace and potential prosperity.

 
As exiles then, their backs hunched by that tangle of jutting skeleton, did the hotchiwitchi spend their lives skirting the fringes of the wild, stealing eggs, collecting apples and sucking milk from the udders of recumbent cows.

 
The world aged, a new generation reigned, and yet the hotchiwitchi unlike all of the other beasts never did change. For even in those times of conflict when the boarders of our lands were on the brink of caving and the hogs in such great numbers were being taken, did their mysterious behaviours remain: running in circle, self anointing, turning upon their backs atop hordes of apples and shaking. In this way the hotchiwitchi continued through their innocence to represent our own virtuous pacts; and so their restless slaughter as the times wore only became more than ever before, increasingly sacred totemic acts.

 

The Lazy Gramophone Shorts Series: Surroundings

Contributor – November 2007

 

The Lazy Gramophone Shorts Series: Past, Present & Future

Contributor – May 2007

 

The Lazy Gramophone Shorts Series: Make Love To Me

Contributor – March 2007

 

The Lazy Gramophone Shorts Series: Under The Influence

Contributor – Feb 2007

 

Harlequin Magazine: Issue X

Contributor – Autumn 2006

 

Fire Magazine: Issue 27

Contributor – April 2006

 

Earth Love Magazine: Issue 21

Contributor – November 2006

 

Earth Love Magazine: Issue 20

Contributor – August 2006

 

The Black Rose Magazine: Issue 23

Contributor – February 2005

 

Partners Magazines: Poet Tree Volume 10

Contributor – January 2005

 

The Black Rose Magazine: Issue 22

Contributor – Nov 2004

 

Obsessed with Pipe Work Magazine: Issue 27

Contributor – Summer 2004

 

The Black Rose Magazine: Issue 21

Contributor – August 04

 

Partners Magazines: Poet Tree Volume 9

Contributor – July 2004

 

The Black Rose Magazine: Issue 20

Contributor – May 2004

 

The Black Rose Magazine: Issue 19

Contributor – February 2004

 

The Black Rose Magazine: Issue 18

Contributor –  Nov 2003

 

The Black Rose Magazine: Issue 17

Contributor –  August 2003

Sam Rawlings