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