fall 2019
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageDark Night Full of Stars After Trout in Siskiyou County Bruce Robinson
Glory and the Neighbors Untidy Ending Lauren Camp
Dear Jennifer, Bridget Gage-Dixon
Wife Lessons Jody Burke-Kaiser
Not really a father, John Sibley Williams
Inherited Water View Looking at My Hand I See Her Robert Carr
Powered By English Y Pronounced EE Meredith Quartermain
Invocation I hold your ashes in my hand Angeline Schellenberg
Ladybug, Ladybug Cristalle Smith
Now She's Going to Get It Marjorie Silverman
{steeple-chase} {grave-tending} {declining dessert} David Morgan O'Connor
Cherry Orchard Isabelle Ortner
Border Song: Within the Paper Spiral of Wasps Janet Youngdahl
Concurrent Incidents I Flip a Coin and My Life Becomes Her Jaimie Gusman
Visionary Nebraska Katie Berger
The ice was coming nicely Matthew Schmidt
Women of Trachis Savannah Pulfer
reflex 800possessedmoments Edward Wells
Invocation
In place of birds, offer heaven your hymns of star-crossed nuance: miasma, lassitude, tremulous. They rise in the wildfire smoke that apricots the sky.
Offer the creeping bellflower, its taproots of toddler shoelaces. Unthwartable. The descant of crickets.
Stillness. That small brown body outside your front door. That you swaddled in a clean tea towel and laid in the hole beside the lilies, its spirit burning your arms like bread lifted from the oven.
It wanted to be found.