Self-Portrait as Han to Leia, On Hoth by Amorak Huey

Fire and Jewel by Sydney Lea

Bullet by Dennis Hinrichsen

Haptic Perception by Athena Kildegaard

Maria of the Rotting Face by Emily Jaeger

The Day After a Girl Sprouted in the Flower Bed by Kathleen McGookey

Two Poems by Carly Joy Miller

Two Poems by Sally Wen Mao

Two Poems by Derrick Austin

Four Poems by Tommye Blount



The Intended by Rebecca Berg

Pivot by Wendy J. Fox



Jennifer Kaufman


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TIDEWATER PSALM by Derrick Austin

…in heaven it is always Autumn
—John Donne, Christmas Sermon, 1624

By sunset, the crickets’ trilling begins
in the airless damp, rich with salt
and the sulfurous fumes the Gulf flags off.
Bristling cattails brush my hands.
The light-crested water rises and falls
like a chest flecked with blonde hairs.
I feel estranged from You.
A shoal of minnows breaks, silvering
my ankles, like a mirror; my heart swims
in gladness at the changeable world.
Tell me in heaven it’s warm enough to wade
into this fine transparence, never want for air,
only light and water, and be as the river
flowing into the sea which gives up its name.