spring 2017
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageAztlan Travels Emiliano Sepulveda
Constantly Looking, Admitting Nothing
Paul Douglas McNeill II
from Electric Garden
Amanda Earl
First Loves in Brevoort Park
Body Analysis
Erin Hiebert
Prayer For Our Past Selves
Esther McPhee
Dear Miss Parker
Dear Mama
Chelene Knight
from Glossary of Musical Terms rob mclennan
Inside My House
Gleaning Stones
Onjana Yawnghwe
Red Sarongs
Clementine
Chelsea Comeau
Singing in Dark Times
Bhaswati Ghosh
Romeo, Romeo, WTF?
P.C. Vandall
We Could Have Called Him Joe, We Didn't
Juliane Okot Bitek
A Coke and a KitKat
Spenser Smith
The Lady or the Tiger? Michelle Brooks
box cars paper plates annie ross
Astronaut Jeff McRae
Astronaut
Shhh. I’m about to wake up.
My legs are floating
out of bed—where is
yesterday? Who sold me
this trash? I will
not finish hammering
this shoddy life together.
All I really am doing:
drinking Tang
four days a week.
The most
important poem
I can write you says,
Pick up the kids.
I must be standing
in the attic
counting down to blast off.
A strange life they lead,
astronauts: mashed
potatoes and gravy
every meal.