fall 2015
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The Stale Cold Smell of Morning
Angela Rebrec
Word on the Street
Henry Rappaport
Why, And for What Purpose
Is There Something
Ace Bogess
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
what do you talk about
desire derives pleasure
aren't we missing every thing
gary lundy
Yellow Flowers
The World Dream
Ann Filemyr
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
Saturday Night
Charles Springer
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
the neighbors knew i divined water
Hell is hot
Allison DeLauer
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
The Insidious Susurration
A Conversation
Marie-Andree Auclair
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola
Good to See You
Eleanor Kedney
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
Alcohol
Fast-slow Continuum
Peycho Kanev
Girl I
Girl II
Carolyn Supinka
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
The Devil
I had dinner with the devil,
shook his hand
and spoke of our families.
His wife is expecting twins again
and he jokes of locking away
his two-headed cock.
He nods at the tales
pulled from my home’s pantry,
says “naturally” at all the right moments
and passes the salt when I ask.
He reminds me of you,
a bit,
only a bit,
there in the knife glint of a narrowing eye
and the origami folding of
a sauce-stained napkin.