VOLUME II
September-Cleburne, Texas
Gas Pump, Casey Eisenreich Granny squints yonder on her sun flower field ’cause it’s the closest thing she’s got to roses. She named the Sycamore tree—the one that grips…
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VOLUME IILetters to Anya, Fall 2009
Birthday, Lani DePonte [Trigger Warning: Depictions of Mental Illness; Eating Disorder] Anya, the temperature is dropping, and we’re not doing very well. At night we eat dinner in the cafeteria,…
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VOLUME IITo Where Shadows Dance Inside Us
Cast Iron Gut, Grace Weaver A fiction-critique of prose-poetry She will skip stones across this still water where I once tried to drown the jealous burning in…
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VOLUME IIGauche Chemistry
The Lion Hunt, Lex Brown I’m in the commode with all the other swinging dicks, and the drunkards queuing behind me, and the Global-Industrial-Dyson-Metallic-Silver-Airblade-Rapid-Hygienic-Digital-Motorized-Drying machines that sound like…
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VOLUME IIProjecting
Sag, Marlies Staples [Trigger Warning: Depictions of Death] Jane is still mad that I killed the dog last year. My sister can be impossible in this way, and in many…
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VOLUME IIThose Dogs
Big Dave’s Meat Market, Lee Kraft [Trigger Warning: Depictions of Animal Cruelty/Animal Death] Based on Ben Folds’ and Nick Hornby’s “Your Dogs” from Lonely Avenue With a house that looks like this,…
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VOLUME IITo Keep Bees
Garden Walls, Sujin Lim I think I’d like to keep bees— however much bees can be ‘kept.’ Like a kept woman maybe they could bring a sweet sharp pleasure…
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VOLUME IIMan on a Hunt
The Game, Jonathan Agee All dirt trail and fish boot, straw in the lips, denim and oxcart, wrangler fish strung on a hook line, takes me by the…
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VOLUME IIOctober Grove
Fish, Emma Conlon Tasmanian bluegums molt, peeling back from their trunk-bones, calcifying up from the soil. To the west, the creek spits and slaps. Sand on a…
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VOLUME IISea Burial
Solitude, Melissa Ergo I scribble a poem on torn sailcloth— The calm, cool face of the sea asked me for a kiss— then leap from the windward bulwarks…
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VOLUME IIFor the Anniversary of Father’s Death
Untitled #6, Rebecca Jones Mother, my sun-dried tomato, it’s Sunday, let us wake up and plant crocus bulbs in the frosted soil. You have stopped growing altogether. Every…
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VOLUME II[open ocean falls]
Ocean View Drive, Rebekah Chamberlain Open ocean falls closing into white past dark blue where bound, in sand, in sun, blood, we lie unopened: five years …
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VOLUME III Will Send You This
Untitled, Ryan Baker after Brian Mornar’s Three American Letters En Route to Farm California Aug. 9, 2010 Antonia, It’s been a seven-hour bus ride but still sense you here.…
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VOLUME IIMiscarriage Synesthesia
Ghost Print, Amna Ahmed [Trigger Warning: Miscarriage Mention] On the subway platform, 53rd and Lex, an old man in a leather cap pumps tears from the scarlet ribs of a dusty accordion.…
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VOLUME IIAuction Day
Untitled, Noah Aust I turn from the display of pipeline detergent for the milking system when Bill Mayhew barks my name. He’s luggin cans of primer in both hands.…
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VOLUME IISissyboy Bullshit and All of the Above
Afternoon Tea, Ericka Veliz He’s an Architect and That’s Plenty Noble Samih loses the words to say he’s scared of heights somewhere in the backstreets and alleys of the…
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VOLUME IIThe Mermaid by the Water-pump
Untitled, Alice Zheng A little girl found herself awake at the hour of siesta. She stumbled out of her family’s shack in an abandoned corner of their Quiapo slum,…
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VOLUME IIRecord Snowfall
Ghana on the Rocks, Jenny Brum [Trigger Warning: Depictions of Domestic Violence] My son Henry is sitting across from me at a restaurant. It smells like a restaurant should. The…