spring 2018
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageGrim Reaper in Therapy Brandon Marlon
Cracked Fabergé Egg Of Yes Lauren Turner
Sea Room / The Adrift Exhibit / Queer Lynx Joseph Spece
The Path Discoverer Taylor Bond
Never the Desired Absence Nick Alti
Trump As a Fire Without Light #665 Darren C. Demaree
Like André Derain David R. Dixon
Dear Chepe Wilbur Melissa Weiss
drowning man is not a superhero Aidan Chafe
an understanding Natasha Zarin
Push Armamentarium Adrienne Gruber
First Ultrasound Second Ultrasound Stephanie Yorke
Ice Skating in Holland Carol Hamilton
Synonyms For Shelter Jill Talbot
He Ring Liar's Dice Confluence Derek Thomas Dew
Naming Cow Field Danielle Hanson
Wet Parable Duck Carver Nathan Curnow
Ice Skating in Holland
I never did, though I loved
Bruges, Delft, Amsterdam,
but I Bruehled on ice there then
and again later as I skated,
a child sometimes balanced
on my hip, skimming ponds in Ohio
and Upstate New York, West Virginia.
In Holland, I never browned
and blacked, with white and gray
dabbed with reds, but I rollicked
among the painted crowds
of Dutchmen, so disorderly
and joyous after living
in John Knoxian order.
In Scotland, even the dogs
moved as expected,
strangely subdued.
How much of my cheery past,
lived then and dancing now,
stepped right out of reproductions
or off of museum walls?