Category: Fall 2010 Issue
Michael Danahy
with the British Petroleum disaster in the Gulf of Mexico this past summer, he decided to revisit “The Fugitive Oil,” written after a mere one
Matthew M. Cariello
is a writer and teacher originally from New Jersey, currently living in Columbus, Ohio, where he is on the faculty of the English Department at
David Budbill
newest book of poems, Happy Life, will be published by Copper Canyon Press in September of 2011. He is the author of two other Copper Canyon
Creation
by Wade Linebaugh These are the final nights of spring. A man feels God under the hot stars, when he must take fistfuls of grass just to stay
fall fugue
by Wade Linebaugh the pebble in my mouth tastes like chalk, an acrid river-rock culled from the bed of earth’s strangest river. i sympathize with
“all the tired horses in the sun how’m i s’posed to get any riding done?”
by Wade Linebaugh Being a strange boybird, Icarus is too busy to take Mom & Dad’s calls & a little girl eats wagon wheels covered in
To Whom
by Anele Rubin To whom can you say the wind suddenly stopped, the evening clouds were tinted pink, the mare laid her heavy head on my shoulder?
Reading Your Way into the Ocean of a Book
by Hope Coulter For the first few lines of a book you’re aware of the text, the black on cream, the building of sentences out of words. The
Before Arriving
by Sally Molini Walking to my friends’ place, I know the evening will be a series of stock visuals: Humberto tossing salad, me slicing bread
Dirty Snow
by Renée Hearrin The cedar cape drips its milk-white mask, quaint boucléd roof and icicle lace, patchy wet windows, porch and walk to muddled