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Rehearsal—Lauren Bender

You’re the blur of boundary between pot and plant. You are a madness that moves, too motherish. Taken down into the basement where the music is, where the colorful crystals are. You careful-like lift out containers of take-out, I scratch myself on purpose by accident. The TV crackles and smokes and burns the powder. Someone, … Continue reading

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The Ocean Carries My Message To You—Melissa Parietti

The tides created all the races; The snapping fish, their jaws are bones varied width, shape and bite by their want; the great wanting. (It comes to you right now) A greater warning for tomorrow’s uncertain perils, the terrors of another’s fearsome jaw.   You swallowed me whole.   Inside of my every nerve-ending I … Continue reading

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Epidural—Derek Sugamosto

I. For a long time after the fact, I pretended to be the jilted lover, scrambling through the mad fits of romance toward the repose of therapy. A hot, hot light was our love, for a matter of months, a light that cast the laying of limbs as a similarity enforced. Winter strolls toward the … Continue reading

fall 2015 / Featured / Issues / Poetry / Poetry 2015 / Review / Uncategorized / Volume 46

Drought—Gary Metheny

A distant shelterbelt of cottonwoods boils at the edge of a cornfield that waits to be cut for silage. Arid gusts rattle withered corn leaves ringing with the screaks of red-legged locusts. Ladybird beetles cling to the wild roses that stagger down the slopes of empty ditches. An old woman toddles past the empty barn … Continue reading

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Ornithologies—James Mc Elroy

                   And in those days the ptarmigan will become                      as white as driven snow …                                                                     Stirs a few speckled ovals @ high elevation and promises shell-shock, survival. Each egg is as seismic as it gets inside a world of dwarf willows, lichens, mosses — moorland fruit. And, then, in a split- … Continue reading