A New Literary Journal

The Astorian is a new literary journal based in New York City. We seek to publish fiction, essays, and criticism grounded in structure and adherence to classical forms.

Prose

Clay Arthur

When the earth eats you up as it is liable to in these parts you never really stop dying. You get swallowed up by God and you’ll just keep on dying over and over as the mud and the bugs reclaim you and make you theirs.

By Cecilia O'Mara · March 2026

Poems

If Love Was a Gentle Thing

I remember what you said by the pecan tree: there ain't nobody here but us Gods.

By Kitty Saint-Remy · March 2026

Essays

(They Long To Be) Close To You

The horror, sincerity, and dissociative miasma of 20th century womanhood writ in Todd Haynes' Superstar: The Karen Carpenter Story.

By Audrey Robinovitz · March 2026

Prose

The Old Dispensation

There was a Birth, certainly. We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death, but had thought they were different; this Birth was Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.

By Naomi Leigh · February 2026

Contact

Editorial correspondence

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