fall 2017
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Limits
New York
Brian Jerrold Koester
* (It was a lake, used to bodies :islands) * (Arm over arm you expect) Simon Perchik
cold bright waves for sorrow leaf kotasek
Persuasion
Freedom of Speech
Emma Winsor Wood
Familiar
Pianissimo
Jennifer van Alstyne
The Malice in My Footsteps
Conyer Clayton
The Travel Section Ghost Train Christopher Levenson
What It Is About to Do Le Mouton Noir Dessa Bayrock
Pamplemousse Dominique Bernier-Cormier
Ode to a Desiccated Olive
(Love is easier the headless way)
James Cagney
Unsolicited Relationship Advice
Erin Kirsh
Ecstasy Like Water to Soften Leather Jasmine Sky
Somebody Else's Heroes
Small Change
Jocko Benoit
Stereotypes like like i love you Andrew Warner
Rebelling Unrest Errata Dani Spinosa
qualifications
for your consideration
Laura Yan
What It Is About to Do
Today I am glad: I am glad
with the overcast hum of the sky, I am glad
with the overrun gutters with water and leaves, I am glad
with the puddled pavement and the leap
of the buildings out of the earth: I am glad. And this
means bad luck and trouble, it always does,
because don’t the tallest towers have roots
deeper in the earth than you can see? Isn’t
the universe always trying to apologise
for what it is about to do? Now,
sure, yes: I am glad. I am glad
with the basements like nests in the soil, I am glad
with windows shining under their dust
like hearts about to be broken. But I, too, see
better than anyone the omens in the power lines
stringing across the sky, in the sun
tucking into the back of the parking garage,
in the first bus of the morning, twining far
away and out of sight