by Jody Collins Dust echoes with his not-voice,the fingered sentence setting her free.Onlookers speechless, he bendsagain to slice truth in the dirt.His body unfolds, meets her gaze,crowd vainly listens behind…
Quotidian Fever
by Naomi Bess Leimsider Two spikes a day; the heat slams through me.Doubles down, bends around, catches sudden and quick. Then nothing breaksexcept the chill of space.This is how it…
Valentine w/a Sentence Inside it
by Ken Meisel Some valentines have sentences in them first.That’s why everything I loved, in one moment, changed when you interrupted me.All love is an interruption of that madness that…
Driving There and Back
by Luci Shaw Between generous fields of ripe cranberries andthe gleam of corn stubble we drive toward the base ofSumas Mountain, a stutter of gravel under the tires.Roadside, the vine…
Forgiveness
by Peter Grandbois In the end, there is mostly exhaustion, And wine like blood in this webbing dusk, The scavenger wind playing its fearful song. It’s not too late to…
Hidden Life in Nazareth, by Ivonka Demchuk
by Jenna K. Funkhouser An east wind, she might have thought as she splayed the wooden beams and divided their garments Brushed aside the hammer and…
To Arrive Where I Started
by Bethany Getz When my twin brother Nathan and I were eight, he asked my parents if he could play recreational soccer. After the first practice, he asked where were…
Go Out and Play
by Russell Rowland To the diffident little boy who is my soul:white birches hold out their limbs to you,black flies can hardly wait—it’s all good—go. Put on your worldly shoes….