fall 2019
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The ice was coming nicely
Matthew Schmidt
reflex 800possessedmoments Edward Wells
Now She's Going to Get It
Marjorie Silverman
Invocation
I hold your ashes in my hand
Angeline Schellenberg
Dark Night Full of Stars
After Trout in Siskiyou County
Bruce Robinson
Border Song: Within the Paper Spiral of Wasps
Janet Youngdahl
Inherited Water View
Looking at My Hand I See Her
Robert Carr
Ladybug, Ladybug
Cristalle Smith
Not really a father,
John Sibley Williams
Cherry Orchard Isabelle Ortner
Women of Trachis
Savannah Pulfer
Visionary
Nebraska
Katie Berger
Wife Lessons
Jody Burke-Kaiser
Dear Jennifer,
Bridget Gage-Dixon
Glory and the Neighbors
Untidy Ending
Lauren Camp
Concurrent Incidents
I Flip a Coin and My Life Becomes Her
Jaimie Gusman
{steeple-chase}
{grave-tending}
{declining dessert}
David Morgan O'Connor
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Meredith Quartermain
Inherited Water View
I sit counting gold
from my father’s teeth.
What else am I to do?
He didn’t leave his glasses
or a pipe. How am I
to read or smoke
obituaries as I kindle
wood-stove coals?
Who decided winter
became an old man?
She flurries toward me
across the lake, scores ice
with blue finger fire.
There’s a hammer
in the garage, toolbox
he also left me. I will beat
his fillings into coin, engrave
words I didn’t speak,
sleep with his precious
metal under my pillow.