fall 2016
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common time
cloud variations
Rachelle Pinnow
A Little Soap Work
Leena Niemela
After Jim Morrison, May 1985
Manny Blacksher
Certain Things You Should Know About Rusty
Kathleen M. Heideman
Unquiet Slumbers for the Sleepers Stuart A. Paterson
Thin Girl
Elana Wolff
With Their Flicker Fork Tongues, Snakes Taste the Bitter, Bright Air Blue Moon Enters the Street Arleen Paré
10 words repeated
Falcon oHara
Livingston Cape Celyn Adam Day
* (You test each hole for winter) * (Your shadow spreads across) * (Shielding your lips this stone) Simon Perchik
That Night She Happened So Easy Nicomekl River Claire Matthews
Tuesday Shared Accommodation Shaun Robinson
Notes From a Relationship with Hades (#1)
Cindy Pereira
12:33 AM
What Colour is That?
Mormei Zanke
sometimes old name warning: leaf kotasek
Penmanship in Catholic School James Valvis
Sigmund Freud, Action Figure Meghan Bell
Indian (4) Blood Quantum (8-9) Jordan Abel


Thin Girl
Thin girl says, If the shoe fits it’s stiletto. Stilettos make the leg look lither.
Thin girl stands by the big girls in the shower at the gym, watching the water stroke her skin & bones.
She wonders if she’d be more loveable if her hair were longer.
Some guy shouted Badass on the street the other day. Thin girl heard it Fatass and was sure he was aiming to scathe her.
Thin girl cannot not see the word thin in thinking.
She keeps a large selection of deodorants and colognes > atomizers only. She buys them for their mist.
Thin girl doesn’t believe in diets, only in states-of-mind.
She’d like to become a mother, feel her womb contract and breasts reduce to prunes with every feeding.
She worries about getting pregnant,
lies on her yoga mat, monitors the flatness of her abdomen,
closes her eyes, envisions the spines of compact volumes of poems—
thinness as a metaphor for purity & plenty.
Secretly she purges.
Once upon a time, thin girl’s mother was underweight: that became the standard. Thin girl fears she can’t be under enough.
Voluptuous is an insult.
Thin girl lies awake at night, gazing into thin air—give her this.
She’s scared of losing reason for being,
conjures the power of opposites, coconut-oiled from toe to neck & rapt in a padded blanket.