fall 2015
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageBrains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola Good to See You Eleanor Kedney
the neighbors knew i divined water Hell is hot Allison DeLauer
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
Saturday Night Charles Springer
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
Yellow Flowers The World Dream Ann Filemyr
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning Angela Rebrec
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
Word on the Street Henry Rappaport
The Insidious Susurration A Conversation Marie-Andree Auclair
Alcohol Fast-slow Continuum Peycho Kanev
what do you talk about desire derives pleasure aren't we missing every thing gary lundy
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
Why, And for What Purpose Is There Something Ace Bogess
Girl I Girl II Carolyn Supinka
Yellow Flowers
Helianthus
This September on the southside of the city
in the dirt between old pasture and strip mall
a cacophony of yellow flowers open
brilliant lemon-gold gleaming in sunlight
filling the vacant lot beside the rodeo grounds
Here a hand-painted sign
for the Shrine circus
Here where I last saw my father turn in and park
a year ago today he drove out into the world
to shake hands and smile beside elephants and camels
trapeze artists and bellowing men with big mustaches
collecting circus tickets at the gate to the big tent
I had forgotten about yellow.
Forgotten cream, autumn aspen
the brass sheen on a cresting wave—
wildflowers flourish in the disturbed earth
Maximilian daisies butter every ditch
hoary aster purples the abandoned lot
blooming beside bulldozers
here where
I last saw my father turn in and park
that sunflower in final bloom