spring 2015
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageOctober Lately William Vallieres
Self-Portrait (Hospital Poem I) Chelsea Eckert
Victoria Summons Hall George Elliott Clarke
Idling on the North Saskatchewan In American English Curtis LeBlanc
Normal in Our Normal Suburb Kenneth Pobo
Bubble Kristina Shue
Hotel Lincoln Blues, Chicago Thomas Zimmerman
Love and IKEA II January is terrible so far Ruth Daniell
Bubble
A sigh escaping your nostrils billows my skirts. I grab the ends to make myself a kite, and your fingers press into me like hurriedly-growing trees. I hope to break from your touch. Like a bubble, into hardly-seen residue clinging to your skin in desperation: gather it, make it again. Less of it, but again.