fall 2016
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A Little Soap Work
Leena Niemela
After Jim Morrison, May 1985
Manny Blacksher
Certain Things You Should Know About Rusty
Kathleen M. Heideman
sometimes old name warning: leaf kotasek
With Their Flicker Fork Tongues, Snakes Taste the Bitter, Bright Air Blue Moon Enters the Street Arleen Paré
common time
cloud variations
Rachelle Pinnow
That Night She Happened So Easy Nicomekl River Claire Matthews
Sigmund Freud, Action Figure Meghan Bell
Tuesday Shared Accommodation Shaun Robinson
Notes From a Relationship with Hades (#1)
Cindy Pereira
Penmanship in Catholic School James Valvis
* (You test each hole for winter) * (Your shadow spreads across) * (Shielding your lips this stone) Simon Perchik
12:33 AM
What Colour is That?
Mormei Zanke
10 words repeated
Falcon oHara
Indian (4) Blood Quantum (8-9) Jordan Abel
Livingston Cape Celyn Adam Day
Unquiet Slumbers for the Sleepers Stuart A. Paterson
After Jim Morrison, May 1985
At university six months later
my pal who handled luggage at Dorval
and spoke a druggy mumble of joual
both light and heavy as the heater
of a Gauloises cigarette left burning
in an ashtray or a coffee cup or
on the kitchen’s scarred Formica floor
explained the greatest poet was le King
des Lizards. Us guys hadn’t heard how he’d
admired Sinatra’s shark-toothed irony
but running nights the spring before—when she’d
refused to come to me, since I had left
her first—I’d sung, “Don’t you love her madly”
tear-blind, sneering, forced to laugh, bereft.