Reading literary magazines can be very solitary. The world that reads and the world that writes can be so very quiet. So often we will read a story in a literary magazine that gives us that gut-pull, that wrenched viscera, and we will want to tell the world that reads: this! this writer! this writer has reminded us again why we continue our word wrestling. And who doesn't need a little reminding every day?

So, here at The Delicate Rhino Review, we would like to record the experience of reading that story that got into your muscles, that poem that made you accidentally cry in line at the post office, that photograph that gave you flashbacks to a soft, sad time when you were three. We would like to let artists that we find in lit mags know that we love them. We would like to foster a discussion about the things we don't love so much, and why.