fall 2021
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Making the Most of Our Voices
Ken Victor
What We Carry on a Pilgrimage
Granada, Take Three
Elena Johnson
i decay, bro
erica hiroko isomura
Upon Watching the Rotation of the Earth
Charlotte Vermue Peters
latchkey fragments
Frances Boyle
No One Knows How to Be Good
Emily Kedar
When I See Lake Water
Kristin LaFollette
Between Then and Then
Millicent Borges Accardi
The Graveyard Metaphor for Euphoria Kaye Miller
Crane
Michael Boccardo
Boy With Orange
Phillip Watts Brown
She's a Pretty Bird
Susan Zimmerman
Say It Delicious
Berry-Picking
Laura Cesarco Eglin
Late August at the End of the World
Bren Simmers
Somewhere within Kostanay, Kazakhstan Justin Timbol
A wrist, a wren, a small knife
Ellen Stone
On the Straightaway to the Rockies
Great Grandpa's Grain Elevator
A Nova Scotian Night Light
Ryan Smith
Swans at the Golf Club
Ruth Daniell
Crane
How can I gift to you
the folding & unfolding
smoothed into uncertainty
Watch— my mother
will teach you the origami of it:
Crease each corner—
Pennsylvania winters
crisp white gloves
the sepia of a startled horizon
Which is worse: a girl engulfed
by the silhouette of her own regret
Or the facades which won’t emerge
—a husband sons the blocks she once chalked
down a Jersey sidewalk—
Instead, winter flutters back into fall
her mother a mist of Jean Naté—
the past migrates toward a slow starvation
How can I show you the difference between ruin
& sacrifice the way they endure the same
sorrow
like loving
someone who will one day forget to love you back
How can I help you
appreciate the pattern that was never a pattern
but only pieces altered mended
In those moments when all I want
is to look at her I can’t
My wind-rippled lake
my vanishing sky
her silhouette a thousand feathers
ascending into myth