Category: Fall 2009 Issue
The way home is no longer the way home.
by Dan Sociu One night my wife and I carried ten bucketfuls of shit — I think we haven’t spent such a good time with each other since ’98: we
In the morning I wake up with fear of life
by Dan Sociu In the morning I wake up with fear of life, At night I go to sleep with fear of death. And it doesn’t seem to portend a good day,
Birdsong and the Old Night
by David J. Rothman Just before the dawn the songbirds sing As if they are so happy to be alive, Mused some idiot who didn’t know anything About
What Must Be Done Again Today
by David J. Rothman It was a time of happiness. Each day The sky would open like a great blue wing. At night rain fell, a gentle rain. We
The Great Green Wave
by David J. Rothman The snake still walks on his belly, The almond tree grows out of the ground Like black iron and men and women still love And
Babel, Interuptus
by Kathleen Ellis At the Tower they are babbling again. A girl blurts out Beasts! for we are like them. We are not men or women of our word and
Shared Premise
by Jami Macarty A spoon stirs inside a woman’s stomach. A woman is confused. A woman wants to be loved. A woman wants to fix what’s wrong. A man
Lunar
by Jami Macarty Baja California Sur, Mexico 1. Limpets dangling from the backdrop — Here’s the
The Fall
by David McCann All of it? Yes, all of it. I want all of it off. So he did it. This is what she paid him for, how he made a living. Her
72 nd St.
by John Harris A summer sublet. 72nd St., Three stories up. An ancient railroad flat, Filled with listing bookcases, stifling heat, Uneven