fall 2016
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Return to Home PageUnquiet Slumbers for the Sleepers Stuart A. Paterson
12:33 AM
What Colour is That?
Mormei Zanke
Sigmund Freud, Action Figure Meghan Bell
sometimes old name warning: leaf kotasek
10 words repeated
Falcon oHara
Penmanship in Catholic School James Valvis
Certain Things You Should Know About Rusty
Kathleen M. Heideman
That Night She Happened So Easy Nicomekl River Claire Matthews
A Little Soap Work
Leena Niemela
* (You test each hole for winter) * (Your shadow spreads across) * (Shielding your lips this stone) Simon Perchik
Livingston Cape Celyn Adam Day
Notes From a Relationship with Hades (#1)
Cindy Pereira
Tuesday Shared Accommodation Shaun Robinson
With Their Flicker Fork Tongues, Snakes Taste the Bitter, Bright Air Blue Moon Enters the Street Arleen Paré
Indian (4) Blood Quantum (8-9) Jordan Abel
common time
cloud variations
Rachelle Pinnow
After Jim Morrison, May 1985
Manny Blacksher
With Their Flicker Fork Tongues, Snakes Taste the Bitter, Bright Air
O, Katsura, after the downpour, fragrance swells at your base. As if pheromones. Your leaves blush, little cheeks. End of October and the dark sets in too soon. Your leaves smell like candy, as if romance waits at the corner. These short days of Scorpio, snake eyes and ladders. I prefer summer when dark enters the heart only after light loses its charm. The warmth of the underworld. The wisdom. There is a villa in Kyoto that borrows your name. A house named after a tree. When my love whispers close to my ear, the scent she exhales is as if candy kisses. When Maori greet one another, they press foreheads and noses together, sharing the breath that comes straight from the gods. When she tells me she loves me, she tells me from the earth’s core.
two women together
alone
in the luminous house