fall 2015
Table of Contents
Return to Home Pagethe neighbors knew i divined water Hell is hot Allison DeLauer
Alcohol Fast-slow Continuum Peycho Kanev
Yellow Flowers The World Dream Ann Filemyr
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
Why, And for What Purpose Is There Something Ace Bogess
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
what do you talk about desire derives pleasure aren't we missing every thing gary lundy
Word on the Street Henry Rappaport
Saturday Night Charles Springer
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
The Insidious Susurration A Conversation Marie-Andree Auclair
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
Girl I Girl II Carolyn Supinka
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning Angela Rebrec
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola Good to See You Eleanor Kedney
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
White Socks Surya Govender
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
White Socks
A young man, on the radio from Chechnya, describes being hit by sniper fire. A film student at the university, he laughs about how the footage was caught on amateur video and played later on BBC International. How he watched himself be blown up. This man who has lost his legs remembers the colour of his socks in the retelling. And I am sitting across the table from his voice as he laughs. Telling me what it is like to get dressed every morning and walk out into war.