Random story 48.4.4, at Tulane Literary Review — here’s the link.
The girl and the man jump off the bridge. The Tree, a cover artist that doesn’t take requests. Their baby, America, a cyclops. America’s baby, Gadsden, don’t tread on me, weds his true love Cathay, China. All dead in the end but Gadsden and the faerie Tree. Grand finale, New Year’s and the Fourth rolled into one. Bravo! the heavenly host erupt; encore! they demand. Curtain call, Cathay dressed as the Statue of Liberty, Gadsden watching himself as a child in blue tuxedo and top hat tap dancing.
We are currently open for submissions, the magazine’s home page announces. Out now! it exults over its Fall 2016 issue: click the link and there’s nothing there. “The Singing Tree” is the last entry in the Spring 2015 issue, which appears to have been the grand finale for this publication. On the Contributors page Shawn Goldberg tells readers that he’s living in Madrid. He lists his email address: I’m going to drop him a line, see if his email is still working, find out if he’s still over there, ask him what the fuck about his story.