
The 27th Annual New Tricks Literary Magazine
New Tricks has been a staple on the Dakota State University campus since 1992. This year marks the 27th anniversary of the publication. New Tricks is assembled by a number of English for New Media ....
New Tricks has been a staple on the Dakota State University campus since 1992. This year marks the 27th anniversary of the publication. New Tricks is assembled by a number of English for New Media ....
Last Wednesday, April 22, 2015, Publishing for New Media and Sigma Tau Delta held their first ever release party for New Tricks. Snacks and beverages were provided by Sigma Tau Delta and the event was ....
The Madison Area Arts Council (MAAC) in association with students at Dakota State University are hosting a release party for DSU’s literary magazine, New Tricks. The release party will be hosted at the BrickHouse in ....
The deadline for submitting to the local Literary Magazine New Tricks, is steadily approaching. March 25th is the last day to submit, so you better get started on your final edits and revisions before it’s ....
Selfish Lover By Ashley Geditz You stare at me with your half-open eyes And then your half-interested lips Ask me “what do you think love is?” Knowing you only half-care and knowing that you’ll ....
(Untitled) By Stacey Berry then i see the dead bird blur the concrete turning underground under feet when his eyes reflect mine the soft specks swamped in gold to shift and shake souls as I ....
Rubicks Cube by Andy Meyer Tempting and unsatisfying, you are salt water on the tongue. I am fulfilled by you like a bucket filled with holes. You yearn, plead, need my attention for my ....
Night on Fire By Dillon Dwyer You sparked me from your two stones and fresh tinder. Dancing, it was a mixing of elements. We called it combustion. They wanted to label it as love. ....
Over, Easy By Ashley Geditz I, an able heart, the whole time could have stood, gotten to my feet— and walked away. You never wrote a line for me Just spilled your ink ....
Your Tin Man by John Nelson You found me in the forest where my axe was paused, my chest ready to fill like a can of preserves. Apples and rhubarb saved me. The rattle ....