spring 2018
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Dear Chepe
Wilbur
Melissa Weiss
Naming
Cow Field
Danielle Hanson
Cracked Fabergé Egg Of Yes
Lauren Turner
First Ultrasound
Second Ultrasound
Stephanie Yorke
Ice Skating in Holland Carol Hamilton
The Path Discoverer
Taylor Bond
Like André Derain
David R. Dixon
drowning man is not a superhero
Aidan Chafe
Wet Parable
Duck
Carver
Nathan Curnow
Push
Armamentarium
Adrienne Gruber
Synonyms For Shelter
Jill Talbot
Grim Reaper in Therapy
Brandon Marlon
Sea Room / The Adrift
Exhibit / Queer
Lynx
Joseph Spece
He Ring Liar's Dice Confluence Derek Thomas Dew
an understanding
Natasha Zarin
Never the Desired Absence
Nick Alti
Trump As a Fire Without Light #665
Darren C. Demaree
Cracked Fabergé Egg Of Yes
Alison calls my life lost. I haven’t quit
combing the gold curls of eulogies
friends write instead of saying I’m sorry
which is, somehow, too simple
a knot to tie. I won’t be effaced
from scorched earth. Airplanes spiral
pre-crash. Less smoke when dragon
meets butterfly net,
the gravitas of physics plucking flight
from a future’s marrow.
April is as much blooms as it is rot.
Don’t expect differently.