fall 2020
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageThe Northern Flicker Identic Andrew Lafleche
Netsuke When We Wake Together in a Lost City Iris Jamahl Dunkle
Bracketed A Post-Apocalyptic Nightmare Danielle Badra
Bingo Card for the End Times Milla van der Have
What We Do When We Run Out of Elephants Shareen K. Murayama
Okapi Wood Bison Kristi Maxwell
The Narrow Road to Deep Marriage John Wall Barger
verses upon the burning of our house Amanda Merpaw
Neurons, Metal, Seed Reading Rocks and Mountains Susan Landgraf
Horses Innocence, Experience Ryan Eavis
One exists The embroidering light you learn J.I. Kleinberg
Fragments of a World Dayna Patterson
In a Dark Field Jesse Sensibar
Routes on the Red Subarctic Archipelago Tongue Heather Simeney MacLeod
from Vanishing Twin Syndrome: VII James Cagney
My Father's House A.N. Higgins
Pattern Recognition Tolu Oloruntoba
from Vanishing Twin Syndrome
VII
Born clean from my mother,
daily I dress myself in mud + axel grease
fish skin + coyote blood.
Birds see me as the herald of death
kicking the confinements of silence.
I dent every frame I crack every shell
Test every system
even this cluster of nerves... the last on Earth.
If nothing gets tested, how will you know anything works?
I perfectly dismantle anything unbroken,
break land speed records on my Schwinn,
bionic with skill I can fly.
This body awarded with stitches.
Every weekend I am thrown together again
in my father’s Golgotha.
He says he brought me here and
wants his money’s worth.
His word is BOND
not sorry.
He thump sorry words out my mouth.
He say: love makes men weak. Save that word
for when you start your first fire
nobody can put out.