fall 2015
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageWord on the Street Henry Rappaport
In the Cyberspace Icicle Changming Yuan
Can't Stomach Mitchell Grabois
Brains Lost to the Earth Melissa Nelson
A Monday The Devil Valentina Cano
a rose is a rose is a rose manhattan Nikki Reimer
QED A Moth In Rain Christopher Patton
A Fire Hydrant on Camino de la Amapola Good to See You Eleanor Kedney
The Story of Chitin Giri Zoe Dagneault
The Day Everyone Realized Ron Riekki
Saturday Night Charles Springer
Girl I Girl II Carolyn Supinka
revenge/reincarnation annie ross
The Insidious Susurration A Conversation Marie-Andree Auclair
Yellow Flowers The World Dream Ann Filemyr
Alcohol Fast-slow Continuum Peycho Kanev
the neighbors knew i divined water Hell is hot Allison DeLauer
The Stale Cold Smell of Morning Angela Rebrec
Fault Vodka / Blame Juice Jamie Sharpe
Why, And for What Purpose Is There Something Ace Bogess
what do you talk about desire derives pleasure aren't we missing every thing gary lundy
Darkening Over Still Water Richard King Perkins II
(Ouverture) Garry Thomas Morse
The Devil
I had dinner with the devil,
shook his hand
and spoke of our families.
His wife is expecting twins again
and he jokes of locking away
his two-headed cock.
He nods at the tales
pulled from my home’s pantry,
says “naturally” at all the right moments
and passes the salt when I ask.
He reminds me of you,
a bit,
only a bit,
there in the knife glint of a narrowing eye
and the origami folding of
a sauce-stained napkin.