fall 2019
Table of Contents
Return to Home PagePowered By English Y Pronounced EE Meredith Quartermain
Ladybug, Ladybug Cristalle Smith
Not really a father, John Sibley Williams
Now She's Going to Get It Marjorie Silverman
Women of Trachis Savannah Pulfer
Glory and the Neighbors Untidy Ending Lauren Camp
reflex 800possessedmoments Edward Wells
Dark Night Full of Stars After Trout in Siskiyou County Bruce Robinson
Border Song: Within the Paper Spiral of Wasps Janet Youngdahl
Inherited Water View Looking at My Hand I See Her Robert Carr
{steeple-chase} {grave-tending} {declining dessert} David Morgan O'Connor
The ice was coming nicely Matthew Schmidt
Dear Jennifer, Bridget Gage-Dixon
Wife Lessons Jody Burke-Kaiser
Cherry Orchard Isabelle Ortner
Invocation I hold your ashes in my hand Angeline Schellenberg
Concurrent Incidents I Flip a Coin and My Life Becomes Her Jaimie Gusman
Visionary Nebraska Katie Berger
I hold your ashes in my hand
or I believe I do—
hidden as they are
inside a heart-shaped locket.
Heavy as a finger across my palm.
You speak loud as lavender.
I am babysitting the betta fish
your husband bought after you died—
in blue because you love it.
Before I sleep, I watch
its tail. The flick, a heartbeat.
Whenever I leave my driveway
brake lights stare back at me
from your window.