spring 2020
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Humid Weather
Me of Me
Catherine Strisik
Communion of Tongues
Hege A. Jakobsen Lepri
Breathturning Chris Checkwitch
Supermarket Lobsters
Robbie Gamble
Another Vision
Patricia Nelson
Monologue of a Fly's Shadow
Monologue of a Cow's Shadow
Danielle Hanson
Six Gray Moons on a Screen
Eleanor Kedney
A Twohanded Cut
The Tornado Cut
The Pandora Cut
Torben Robertson
Family Dinner
In Which I Re-name My Father
Poem Containing Only Words I Hate
griffin epstein
Stem of Old French Creistre, To Grow
Of Stinging Nettle
Page Hill Starzinger
How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count the Nachos
Jessica Covil
sold separately Lesley Battler
There Is No Substitute for Good Planning
Erin Kirsh
A Symptom of Resignation
The Gee Whiz Element of Tropical Storms and Symphonies
Jen Karetnick
Moon Turned Her Half Face From Me
Lawrence Feuchtwanger
Tchaikovsky, Age 52, Finds His Inspiration
John Barton
she is in the kitchen now
Nora Pace
Like the best myths
Medusozoa
Sarah Lyons-Lin
blue light
Stephanie Yue Duhem
she is in the kitchen now
brindled or unseen
she is not your color
she is not your wife
in the chopping of asparagus
you may see a kindness
but she sees a way of
splitting truth from its stem
when you went to Vermont
she mentioned how all the buildings
were green and white
but you hadn’t noticed
nor did you notice
that the dog had killed a robin
and that he had dragged
the bird’s entrails through its throat
you didn’t see
that when she found the robin
she clutched her throat
she clutched your neglect
and ripped at it.
she is in the kitchen now with a knife.