fall 2020
Table of Contents
Return to Home Pageverses upon the burning of our house Amanda Merpaw
Fragments of a World Dayna Patterson
Neurons, Metal, Seed Reading Rocks and Mountains Susan Landgraf
The Northern Flicker Identic Andrew Lafleche
Pattern Recognition Tolu Oloruntoba
One exists The embroidering light you learn J.I. Kleinberg
Bingo Card for the End Times Milla van der Have
In a Dark Field Jesse Sensibar
The Narrow Road to Deep Marriage John Wall Barger
Horses Innocence, Experience Ryan Eavis
Routes on the Red Subarctic Archipelago Tongue Heather Simeney MacLeod
from Vanishing Twin Syndrome: VII James Cagney
Netsuke When We Wake Together in a Lost City Iris Jamahl Dunkle
What We Do When We Run Out of Elephants Shareen K. Murayama
Bracketed A Post-Apocalyptic Nightmare Danielle Badra
My Father's House A.N. Higgins
Okapi Wood Bison Kristi Maxwell
My father’s house has many rooms; I am going there to prepare a place for you
My father’s father has six boys, and how they cost him. My father’s
father teaches my father to recite the our father, glory be to the father,
in the father’s house where forgiveness is found and unfounded. My father’s
father sends my father away and it costs him, my father,
his boyhood. My father never forgives his father. My father,
already a father, not yet my father, leaves his home, his father’s
home, and it costs him. My father’s father never forgives my father
for leaving. My father has a trinity of girls and so we cost him double. My father
doesn’t teach me the our father but I learn it anyway, forgive me father, forgive me father.
My father’s house has many rooms. Raising his hands to the high roof, my father
says, can’t you see what this cost me? My father sends me back home to see his father
though it costs him. In my father’s father’s house all I want is to go back home to my father.
In my father’s father’s father’s house I say the our father
and it costs me. Cannot say, forgive me father, though my father’s
father says, it costs you nothing. My father’s father returns to his father,
goes to prepare a place for us. My father
goes home to see his father, finds him gone home to his father
and this is what leaving has cost him. I leave home and say forgive me father
for leaving, for wanting a baby immaculate. My father
knows not forgiving will cost him, knows his father, his father’s father
would never forgive me, says there’s nothing to forgive. It costs me nothing, says my father.