Category: Published Issues

North of Us
by Nicholas Spengler When everything has left us but the long bone of birch against the blackest sky When all has gone but the blood heat of you

Other People’s Dreams
by Nicholas Spengler In a town named for sleep, cradled in high rock, there’s an ancient church whose bells toss and turn at hazy intervals; a

Your Voice in Half-Light
by Nicholas Spengler At the interior window you can hear two kinds of birds: those within cages and those without. The former sing all day over

Deposition
by Lee Sharkey What I know is that there is a mural. Was a mural. What I heard was that there was a fax. Or a letter. What I read was that the

Art Thief
by Lee Sharkey Who can explain this ? We know who the agent is, but who is his agent ? What path did he walk to the vanishing point ? What

Mid-Century Ranch, Orange County
by Trina Gaynon I cannot tell you what a bargain this is. . . . — “$7,500” Josephine Miles

Cash
by Robert Herschbach It can stink like old shoes, curl at the edges, be a face gone ragged and creased. It’s still tender. A machine may not take

Lisa, Dancing
by Robert Herschbach Taller than the men who chased the crescent moons that fell from the strobe, you made the dim club worth its cover charge,

A Romance
by Rich Ives I shall chase flies across the room which shall be known as forever and I shall place forever in a box and close it and hide the box

Lumen
by Susan H. Maurer She had to kiss the floor they were so strict. She once wore coif, grey wool, whalebone corset stays cheap cotton slips,