fall 2019
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Not really a father,
John Sibley Williams
Invocation
I hold your ashes in my hand
Angeline Schellenberg
Concurrent Incidents
I Flip a Coin and My Life Becomes Her
Jaimie Gusman
{steeple-chase}
{grave-tending}
{declining dessert}
David Morgan O'Connor
Women of Trachis
Savannah Pulfer
Dark Night Full of Stars
After Trout in Siskiyou County
Bruce Robinson
Wife Lessons
Jody Burke-Kaiser
reflex 800possessedmoments Edward Wells
Visionary
Nebraska
Katie Berger
Cherry Orchard Isabelle Ortner
The ice was coming nicely
Matthew Schmidt
Inherited Water View
Looking at My Hand I See Her
Robert Carr
Border Song: Within the Paper Spiral of Wasps
Janet Youngdahl
Ladybug, Ladybug
Cristalle Smith
Dear Jennifer,
Bridget Gage-Dixon
Glory and the Neighbors
Untidy Ending
Lauren Camp
Clay Man
Susana H. Case
Now She's Going to Get It
Marjorie Silverman
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Meredith Quartermain
Clay Man
I prefer a different ending to
sleeping with a baseball bat
in case he returns with a weapon
He wends his way back
through the woods more frequently now
Last time he talked too much about guns
and my rental cabin’s not near anything
except him
Or so he pointed out His whiskers
were grizzled A bit of dribble on his shirt
Clean fingernails Not an outdoorsman
I made note of features for a police Identi-Kit
I remember the day he showed up barefoot
bleeding covered in clay
It seems if you get them to talk
they’re only too happy not to shoot you
Lost hours serving tea talking
talking about the weather He pointed out
he patched the window he broke to get in
and besides I never explicitly said no—