fall 2021
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Return to Home PageThe Graveyard Metaphor for Euphoria Kaye Miller
Late August at the End of the World
Bren Simmers
Say It Delicious
Berry-Picking
Laura Cesarco Eglin
i decay, bro
erica hiroko isomura
What We Carry on a Pilgrimage
Granada, Take Three
Elena Johnson
Between Then and Then
Millicent Borges Accardi
When I See Lake Water
Kristin LaFollette
Upon Watching the Rotation of the Earth
Charlotte Vermue Peters
Making the Most of Our Voices
Ken Victor
She's a Pretty Bird
Susan Zimmerman
No One Knows How to Be Good
Emily Kedar
latchkey fragments
Frances Boyle
A wrist, a wren, a small knife
Ellen Stone
On the Straightaway to the Rockies
Great Grandpa's Grain Elevator
A Nova Scotian Night Light
Ryan Smith
Swans at the Golf Club
Ruth Daniell
Somewhere within Kostanay, Kazakhstan Justin Timbol
Boy With Orange
Phillip Watts Brown
Making the Most of Our Voices
When the ten thousand snow geese
descended onto the toxic tailing pond
the mining company had left behind
watchers declared their flight
beautiful
and horrifying
their smudged
black-tipped wings like batons
conducting the music of their honking
but their descent
could not be stopped
even by those
who hollered and howled
who whispered and prayed
desperate to divert
that hallelujah of beating wings