fall 2020
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageFragments of a World Dayna Patterson
In a Dark Field Jesse Sensibar
Routes on the Red Subarctic Archipelago Tongue Heather Simeney MacLeod
Okapi Wood Bison Kristi Maxwell
Bingo Card for the End Times Milla van der Have
One exists The embroidering light you learn J.I. Kleinberg
Netsuke When We Wake Together in a Lost City Iris Jamahl Dunkle
Pattern Recognition Tolu Oloruntoba
What We Do When We Run Out of Elephants Shareen K. Murayama
The Narrow Road to Deep Marriage John Wall Barger
Horses Innocence, Experience Ryan Eavis
Neurons, Metal, Seed Reading Rocks and Mountains Susan Landgraf
Bracketed A Post-Apocalyptic Nightmare Danielle Badra
from Vanishing Twin Syndrome: VII James Cagney
My Father's House A.N. Higgins
The Northern Flicker Identic Andrew Lafleche
verses upon the burning of our house Amanda Merpaw
from Vanishing Twin Syndrome
VII
Born clean from my mother,
daily I dress myself in mud + axel grease
fish skin + coyote blood.
Birds see me as the herald of death
kicking the confinements of silence.
I dent every frame I crack every shell
Test every system
even this cluster of nerves... the last on Earth.
If nothing gets tested, how will you know anything works?
I perfectly dismantle anything unbroken,
break land speed records on my Schwinn,
bionic with skill I can fly.
This body awarded with stitches.
Every weekend I am thrown together again
in my father’s Golgotha.
He says he brought me here and
wants his money’s worth.
His word is BOND
not sorry.
He thump sorry words out my mouth.
He say: love makes men weak. Save that word
for when you start your first fire
nobody can put out.