fall 2015
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Why, And for What Purpose
Is There Something
Ace Bogess
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola
Good to See You
Eleanor Kedney
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
what do you talk about
desire derives pleasure
aren't we missing every thing
gary lundy
The Insidious Susurration
A Conversation
Marie-Andree Auclair
the neighbors knew i divined water
Hell is hot
Allison DeLauer
Alcohol
Fast-slow Continuum
Peycho Kanev
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
Saturday Night
Charles Springer
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
Yellow Flowers
The World Dream
Ann Filemyr
Word on the Street
Henry Rappaport
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning
Angela Rebrec
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
Girl I
Girl II
Carolyn Supinka
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.