fall 2015
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Word on the Street
Henry Rappaport
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
Alcohol
Fast-slow Continuum
Peycho Kanev
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
Saturday Night
Charles Springer
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning
Angela Rebrec
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
Yellow Flowers
The World Dream
Ann Filemyr
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
the neighbors knew i divined water
Hell is hot
Allison DeLauer
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
Girl I
Girl II
Carolyn Supinka
what do you talk about
desire derives pleasure
aren't we missing every thing
gary lundy
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola
Good to See You
Eleanor Kedney
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
The Insidious Susurration
A Conversation
Marie-Andree Auclair
Why, And for What Purpose
Is There Something
Ace Bogess
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice
Not in a good state. Don’t know how
I got on the Silk Road. These people look old:
born old. They all want something I can’t offer
so I press cigarettes into their outstretched hands.
I may never write another poem
is needlessly dramatic, even if
true
like saying I’ll never again
use my Black & Decker PivotPlus.
It’s a pretty great screwdriver.