fall 2020
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In a Dark Field
Jesse Sensibar
Okapi Wood Bison Kristi Maxwell
The Northern Flicker
Identic
Andrew Lafleche
My Father's House
A.N. Higgins
What We Do When We Run Out of Elephants
Shareen K. Murayama
verses upon the burning of our house
Amanda Merpaw
One exists
The embroidering light
you learn
J.I. Kleinberg
Fragments of a World
Dayna Patterson
Pattern Recognition
Tolu Oloruntoba
Bracketed
A Post-Apocalyptic Nightmare
Danielle Badra
Horses Innocence, Experience
Ryan Eavis
Bingo Card for the End Times
Milla van der Have
Neurons, Metal, Seed
Reading Rocks and Mountains
Susan Landgraf
from Vanishing Twin Syndrome: VII
James Cagney
The Narrow Road to Deep Marriage
John Wall Barger
Routes on the Red Subarctic Archipelago Tongue Heather Simeney MacLeod
Netsuke
When We Wake Together in a Lost City
Iris Jamahl Dunkle


Identic
A fiddlehead sprung
in the first step of a fawn
this right side of April,
scarcely adjacent the city,
where the husbandry of more
comfortable illusions
find difficulty laying root.
Logy clouds ease the glare
a moment, releasing
shadow-bound vee’s in lies led—
Something not quite saccharine
tinting the air; a stilled voice
kicked up.
Maybe she’s always been calling.
A pair of mallards circle
an infants mobile,
honking—
even they are eager
to become repetitions.