fall 2015
Table of Contents
Return to Home Pagethe neighbors knew i divined water Hell is hot Allison DeLauer
Why, And for What Purpose Is There Something Ace Bogess
The Insidious Susurration A Conversation Marie-Andree Auclair
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
Girl I Girl II Carolyn Supinka
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning Angela Rebrec
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
Saturday Night Charles Springer
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
Alcohol Fast-slow Continuum Peycho Kanev
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola Good to See You Eleanor Kedney
Yellow Flowers The World Dream Ann Filemyr
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
what do you talk about desire derives pleasure aren't we missing every thing gary lundy
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
Word on the Street Henry Rappaport
Why, And for What Purpose Is There All This Horror?
—Tolstoy, “The Death of Ivan Ilych”
Freedom sounds an ugly chord.
You choose the road.
You choose the meat.
You choose between the silence
of clover fields &
that of a deep sleep
which isn’t silence at all
but a string of angry voices
like Senators cancelling
one another out.
Go on. Disguise the limit.
The burst is yet to come.
Who might you love &
who seduce? Who
will you wrestle
in a blind alley at 3 a.m.?
You answer to none
but gravity, already
pulling you low, lower.
Your friends,
if you selected well
will post your pictures
on their memory wall.