fall 2019
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Not really a father,
John Sibley Williams
Women of Trachis
Savannah Pulfer
Now She's Going to Get It
Marjorie Silverman
{steeple-chase}
{grave-tending}
{declining dessert}
David Morgan O'Connor
Invocation
I hold your ashes in my hand
Angeline Schellenberg
Border Song: Within the Paper Spiral of Wasps
Janet Youngdahl
reflex 800possessedmoments Edward Wells
Wife Lessons
Jody Burke-Kaiser
Dark Night Full of Stars
After Trout in Siskiyou County
Bruce Robinson
The ice was coming nicely
Matthew Schmidt
Dear Jennifer,
Bridget Gage-Dixon
Concurrent Incidents
I Flip a Coin and My Life Becomes Her
Jaimie Gusman
Inherited Water View
Looking at My Hand I See Her
Robert Carr
Cherry Orchard Isabelle Ortner
Ladybug, Ladybug
Cristalle Smith
Visionary
Nebraska
Katie Berger
Glory and the Neighbors
Untidy Ending
Lauren Camp
Powered By English
Y Pronounced EE
Meredith Quartermain
{declining dessert}
At Donovan’s roadhouse we sit discussing
how success is measured by money whether
right or wrong is a fact. I want to disagree
but the Yorkshire pudding is to die for.
My father says I don’t want to get into that right now.
Isn’t survival the only ruler? I keep to myself.
The carrot grease is proof of God. Stout foam.
Over the next three hours we’ll drive in circles.
They’ll no longer give me insurance, he says.
I imagine informing a soldier of imminent amputation.
Pre-dawn regret, cap in hand, a cop approaching a mother’s door.
I am sorry to inform you last night there was a—
—recalculation and nothing more to be done.