Category: Issue 11
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TWO POEMS by C. Dale Young
FOR ITS BLUE FLICKERING If you take cobalt as a simple salt and dissolve it—if you dip a small metal loop in such a solution and place it in a standard flame, it burns a brilliant blue,
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TWO POEMS by Caylin Capra-Thomas
TIME SURE FLIES WHEN YOU’RE NOT LIVING UP TO YOUR POTENTIAL So, everything failed. The jabbed-iron trees flamed out in spectacular failure along the ragged range. Forecast failed…
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THE OCEAN INDOORS by Bonnie Jo Stufflebeam
Remember that time the ocean came in through my bedroom window? Remember that time I woke up choking on sea salt spray, my bed a boat on the sea that had replaced the stained gray carpet?
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A LITTLE SOMETHING by Dawn Abeita
A Wednesday like any day: Up, coffee with a little something, comfortable yet professional, flat shoes. The news says a woman was raped behind a garbage bin; a man jumped off a bridge but failed to die; there is a low pressure system making the grey weather hang on interminably. Unlock the apartment door, 8F,…
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THE HOTEL by John Poch
He got out of his truck and composed himself. His new white shirt stuck to his lower back where he’d been sweating against the vinyl seat. She was in the hotel up there, and she might be looking down.
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ISSUE 11
Work by C. Dale Young, Rebecca Hazelton, John Poch, MJ Bender, and more
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EXCAVATING by Tingyu Liu
Not-knowing, the last of the last times slipped past us like small ships—no memory of the last hand within hand, the last curving against curve, the last naming, the last receptor clasping and unclasping—the last trace of us traveling from spine to mind, axons to dendrites—a relay of loss. If we took every fish and…
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[DEAR BEAR] by Ae Hee Lee
Dear Bear, …
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SNAKES OF SOUTHEAST ASIA by Michael Lawson
Coach Mac told us as we sweltered on the sideline and the freshmen practiced tackling how the heat drove snakes into the cool steel tubes on his father’s construction sites in Burma, taipans coiled inside the rifled hollows, vipers slunk down the silvery lengths; how when the chatting workers tipped the tubes upright the snake…
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STINGING NETTLE by Hanae Jonas
—Thing to get down to: a rich interior life. I understand this is funny—already I’ve gotten intimate about my wreck. Everyone’s heard something from me about sex, but what about his body, prone, fermenting on the bathroom floor? Wouldn’t sleep in our bed out of guilt—maybe a need to be alone with…
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ISO by Sophie Klahr
wanted: a width, a girth. vessel me, burden me, break me into bearing: take this sluice to be swollen, worn, heavy in gait, o give me a heft to hold…
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FOUR POEMS by Rebecca Hazelton
HOMEWRECKERS Say hi to California for me. Say hi to lovely weather. I hear your movie is a good one. Your movie is a winner. Say good morning to the good girl beside you. Say hello to good decisions. The bread and the toast it becomes. The sweet unction of jam and the dull…