fall 2016
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Return to Home PageIndian (4) Blood Quantum (8-9) Jordan Abel
A Little Soap Work
Leena Niemela
Guest House JCCortens
* (You test each hole for winter) * (Your shadow spreads across) * (Shielding your lips this stone) Simon Perchik
Sigmund Freud, Action Figure Meghan Bell
common time
cloud variations
Rachelle Pinnow
Livingston Cape Celyn Adam Day
Tuesday Shared Accommodation Shaun Robinson
sometimes old name warning: leaf kotasek
With Their Flicker Fork Tongues, Snakes Taste the Bitter, Bright Air Blue Moon Enters the Street Arleen Paré
Certain Things You Should Know About Rusty
Kathleen M. Heideman
10 words repeated
Falcon oHara
After Jim Morrison, May 1985
Manny Blacksher
Notes From a Relationship with Hades (#1)
Cindy Pereira
Penmanship in Catholic School James Valvis
That Night She Happened So Easy Nicomekl River Claire Matthews
12:33 AM
What Colour is That?
Mormei Zanke
Unquiet Slumbers for the Sleepers Stuart A. Paterson
Guest House
If I bathe today as then, one kettle of hot water, standing in an orange tub with a sliver of soap and dull red dew rag, acquainting myself with skin raw and unreconciled
If I bathe you, hot night in Stonetown, weary from travel, disoriented by heat and diesel smoke while students next door play music too loud. I go over to plead for quiet and end up eating chili paneer, drinking scotch by the fire, and answering questions. No, we have no wives. No, no children. Leaving them baffled as the sun began to rise
If I bathe you tonight as that night in candle glow lambent as touch, my fingers trace your temples with precious shards of ice while I sing to cool the heat, lift the dead weight of each limb, wash each finger, softly cup your genitals to kiss your thigh before resting beside you, the bug net shrouding us as frail as light.