fall 2017
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageThe Malice in My Footsteps Conyer Clayton
Persuasion Freedom of Speech Emma Winsor Wood
Ecstasy Like Water to Soften Leather Jasmine Sky
Familiar Pianissimo Jennifer van Alstyne
Unsolicited Relationship Advice Erin Kirsh
Somebody Else's Heroes Small Change Jocko Benoit
What It Is About to Do Le Mouton Noir Dessa Bayrock
Stereotypes like like i love you Andrew Warner
Ode to a Desiccated Olive (Love is easier the headless way) James Cagney
Limits New York Brian Jerrold Koester
qualifications for your consideration Laura Yan
Pamplemousse Dominique Bernier-Cormier
cold bright waves for sorrow leaf kotasek
The Travel Section Ghost Train Christopher Levenson
* (It was a lake, used to bodies :islands) * (Arm over arm you expect) Simon Perchik
Rebelling Unrest Errata Dani Spinosa
Parallel Kingdom Elaine Woo
Parallel Kingdom
Thousands of miles across the sea, in a land of haw trees and lotus
blossoms, the Monkey King ruptures from a stone. He bears concrete
muscles, girth of great circumference; boasts magical prowess.
Oversight: burdened with non-transformable always-there-tail.
Dressed in a suit of gold, armed with a sword of light, the Monkey King,
glinting like sun-struck tears, desiring to be the mightiest, raises an army
of monkeys against heaven; a sea of heads round and rough as coconuts,
from a single hair plucked from his arm.
Buddha, affronted, punishes the Monkey King by incarcerating him
as the dot under the punctuation-mark-mountain to languish, reflect
for a brief 500 years.