fall 2019
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Women of Trachis
Savannah Pulfer
Not really a father,
John Sibley Williams
Concurrent Incidents
I Flip a Coin and My Life Becomes Her
Jaimie Gusman
Powered By English
Y Pronounced EE
Meredith Quartermain
reflex 800possessedmoments Edward Wells
Cherry Orchard Isabelle Ortner
Inherited Water View
Looking at My Hand I See Her
Robert Carr
Visionary
Nebraska
Katie Berger
Border Song: Within the Paper Spiral of Wasps
Janet Youngdahl
Now She's Going to Get It
Marjorie Silverman
Dear Jennifer,
Bridget Gage-Dixon
Glory and the Neighbors
Untidy Ending
Lauren Camp
Wife Lessons
Jody Burke-Kaiser
Dark Night Full of Stars
After Trout in Siskiyou County
Bruce Robinson
Ladybug, Ladybug
Cristalle Smith
{steeple-chase}
{grave-tending}
{declining dessert}
David Morgan O'Connor
Invocation
I hold your ashes in my hand
Angeline Schellenberg
The ice was coming nicely
Matthew Schmidt
I hold your ashes in my hand
or I believe I do—
hidden as they are
inside a heart-shaped locket.
Heavy as a finger across my palm.
You speak loud as lavender.
I am babysitting the betta fish
your husband bought after you died—
in blue because you love it.
Before I sleep, I watch
its tail. The flick, a heartbeat.
Whenever I leave my driveway
brake lights stare back at me
from your window.