fall 2015
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageIn the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola
Good to See You
Eleanor Kedney
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
Girl I
Girl II
Carolyn Supinka
the neighbors knew i divined water
Hell is hot
Allison DeLauer
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning
Angela Rebrec
what do you talk about
desire derives pleasure
aren't we missing every thing
gary lundy
Why, And for What Purpose
Is There Something
Ace Bogess
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
Yellow Flowers
The World Dream
Ann Filemyr
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
Alcohol
Fast-slow Continuum
Peycho Kanev
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
The Insidious Susurration
A Conversation
Marie-Andree Auclair
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
Saturday Night
Charles Springer
Word on the Street
Henry Rappaport
Why, And for What Purpose Is There All This Horror?
—Tolstoy, “The Death of Ivan Ilych”
Freedom sounds an ugly chord.
You choose the road.
You choose the meat.
You choose between the silence
of clover fields &
that of a deep sleep
which isn’t silence at all
but a string of angry voices
like Senators cancelling
one another out.
Go on. Disguise the limit.
The burst is yet to come.
Who might you love &
who seduce? Who
will you wrestle
in a blind alley at 3 a.m.?
You answer to none
but gravity, already
pulling you low, lower.
Your friends,
if you selected well
will post your pictures
on their memory wall.