spring 2014
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The Ford Takes Us to Wreck Beach
Melissa Sawatsky
Lost and Found Things I Noticed . . . Ricky Garni
We Are At Our Best
When the Rain Ceases Falling on Hanover
Richard-Yves Sitoski
No Small Effort Joseph Dorazio
The Last Year of His Life Barbara Brooks
I Invent a Character Before Lunch
Steve Klepetar
The Day The Rain Stopped
Jane Mellor
An Interview with a Caribou Richard Kelly Kemick
In the South Chilcotins
The Shell
Rob Taylor
Poem for Jeff
Poetry Shortage
Kayla Czaga
Ariadne: the untangler
Fiona Mitchell
The Last Year of His Life
My brother and I clean out Dad’s room
at the assisted living facility.
Six bags full of
paper: shopping lists, letters
magazines: Physics, Science
receipts: utility bills, credit card
I use a few bags to cover framed photos
to take home. Mt. Denali, the pileated
woodpecker picture I gave him for Christmas.
In a black lawn bag, we stuff
the suit he wore to Mom’s memorial,
sweat pants, his khakis, shirts, items
we thought Goodwill could use.