spring 2018
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Sea Room / The Adrift
Exhibit / Queer
Lynx
Joseph Spece
Dear Chepe
Wilbur
Melissa Weiss
First Ultrasound
Second Ultrasound
Stephanie Yorke
Trump As a Fire Without Light #665
Darren C. Demaree
The Path Discoverer
Taylor Bond
Grim Reaper in Therapy
Brandon Marlon
Push
Armamentarium
Adrienne Gruber
Synonyms For Shelter
Jill Talbot
He Ring Liar's Dice Confluence Derek Thomas Dew
an understanding
Natasha Zarin
Never the Desired Absence
Nick Alti
Cracked Fabergé Egg Of Yes
Lauren Turner
drowning man is not a superhero
Aidan Chafe
Wet Parable
Duck
Carver
Nathan Curnow
Ice Skating in Holland Carol Hamilton
Naming
Cow Field
Danielle Hanson
Like André Derain
David R. Dixon
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?