spring 2019
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageSixteen Weeks in the Caribbean Apartment Laura McGavin
I Am Allowed to Break Up With You Amy Kenny
Against All Odds
Mary Lou Soutar-Hynes
Terrigenous
Michelle Mitchell-Foust
Catastrophe that Nearly Brought Down a Plane
Sabyasachi Nag
When the Time Comes
Soothing
Cameron Morse
Six Thousand Dollars
Cole Depuy
Tensions
Orange Bottles
Sean Singer
orange socks
there are bad men at the top
Kate LaDew
Sophocles
Martin Kippenberger's Bicycle
Charles Kell
Magnetic Resonance
Lisa Mulrooney
Physio
Jes Battis
Across This Body First Generation The Wall Jeni De La O
Physio
Trapped in a cabaret for young foxes,
my phone and bone break free. I fall
like I read, closely, perversely, past
decency.
I remember his foot, the fracture. We
were paw-locked otters, denning. Now
it hardly glides, joint or memory. Hang
a fresh IV.
Steam from our little unroofed loves.
The morphine dreams bring back
Toronto. You feel like an unpaid
library fine, but the limb recalls
your touch.
My scar is a subway map. I remember
each stop. Ride it like an Expo Sky-
Train screeching along hopeful tracks.
Circle the neighborhoods that no
one can afford, memory’s house.
I walk back and forth along a blue
mat, holding ski poles. My therapist
calls it walking the plank. Forward
and back, it turns out, is all
there is.