fall 2015
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageGirl I Girl II Carolyn Supinka
Why, And for What Purpose Is There Something Ace Bogess
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola Good to See You Eleanor Kedney
Alcohol Fast-slow Continuum Peycho Kanev
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning Angela Rebrec
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
Word on the Street Henry Rappaport
what do you talk about desire derives pleasure aren't we missing every thing gary lundy
The Insidious Susurration A Conversation Marie-Andree Auclair
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
Saturday Night Charles Springer
Yellow Flowers The World Dream Ann Filemyr
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
the neighbors knew i divined water Hell is hot Allison DeLauer
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola
When we walk past it every day, it’s easy
to forget its virtues: patience, reliability, fortitude.
Go close, you’ll hear the continuous rush
of a swift underground river.
Yet it never moves, even on muddy days.
I’d like to know that kind of stillness—
emotions roiling while the body’s calm.
It waits to be needed. Cast with the word open
and an arrow faithfully guiding us which way to turn
if fire were to ascend beyond one small flame,
and in our disquiet, our despair
when we could lose everything dear, it gives,
full-on, what we are mostly made of.