by David Cavanagh | Jun 28, 2018
Past the coffee table, its treacherous corners; around the hushed ottoman; pause in front of the flickering flat screen as if I’d stepped right out of it. My family gapes. Past lamps and ficus, my swerves precise, my balance impeccable. I’m on a mission yet to...
by Glenn Morazzini | Jun 21, 2018
Appalachian Fracking Prayer A quiet to these fields we called our place, could almost hear the springs refeeding ponds, fracked and gone with the deer and fox and grouse thanks to the drilling’s thunder in the ground. Now faucets leak a punky methane smell and fears...
by Gary Soto | Jun 18, 2018
The river changed course By three feet. Thus the willow withers from thirst. Thus the rock is set alone like an altar. Thus the grassy hill browns. One father changes course By several streets. He gets away from family. He gets away from divorced his spouse. He...
by AA Jewell | Jun 13, 2018
How many little lives in between my fingernails, how many layers of sod, of seed? This cold grass is all corpse and it’s only six o’clock in the evening. At the group home, I’ll spoon green beans and strained peaches into my...
by Kirk Schlueter | Jun 8, 2018
Heat/Stroke Crawled. I crawled. Knees and palms....
by Melissa Stein | Jun 4, 2018
Quarry Floating dock and the sun and a lady with her infant and a black dog swimming with a branch and a boy I loved all silken and mocking me from his heavy lashes surprised with bright drops of water. He was kind but he had this weakness. We swam together...
