spring 2018
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageSea Room / The Adrift Exhibit / Queer Lynx Joseph Spece
an understanding Natasha Zarin
Never the Desired Absence Nick Alti
Naming Cow Field Danielle Hanson
Dear Chepe Wilbur Melissa Weiss
The Path Discoverer Taylor Bond
Push Armamentarium Adrienne Gruber
At the Aquarium Holly Day
Trump As a Fire Without Light #665 Darren C. Demaree
Cracked Fabergé Egg Of Yes Lauren Turner
drowning man is not a superhero Aidan Chafe
Ice Skating in Holland Carol Hamilton
Grim Reaper in Therapy Brandon Marlon
First Ultrasound Second Ultrasound Stephanie Yorke
Wet Parable Duck Carver Nathan Curnow
Synonyms For Shelter Jill Talbot
He Ring Liar's Dice Confluence Derek Thomas Dew
Like André Derain David R. Dixon
At the Aquarium
he tells me
the jellyfish on the other side of the glass
has a mouth
and he wants to try putting things in it. I squint
in the dim light of the aquarium, try to see
this amazing primordial mouth for myself
nestled somewhere in the glowing mass of tentacles
see only billowing, paper-thin waves of undulating flesh
but say anyway, yeah, I think that’d be cool
you should totally go for it.
he tells me
that if you’re gentle with a jellyfish
they won’t even try to sting you
until it’s too late, leans up against the glass
rubs himself through his jeans
with his hands, breathes heavy as though
he’s already in there with that frail balloon of flesh
moving seductively through the water
with terrible intent.