Rajiv Mohabir, “Preface”

Damian Rogers, “Yes, I’m A Witch” and “As If I Were Anything Before”

Owen Lewis, “Burgess Falls, TN"

Jenny Doughty, “The Printer"

Sarah Johnson, “Mr. Boswell Peels An Orange” and “For Blocked Affections”

Ye Chun, From "Map" Series (5 Poems) 1345, and 7

Victoria Lynne McCoy, “Aubade In Pieces”

David Roderick, “Dear Suburb,"

Maria Hummel, “The Angels”

Cynthia Cruz, "Strange Gospels"

Cornelius Eady, “A Poet Forgets His Library”


C. Dale Young, "Between Men"


Rolfe Horn, "Between The Clouds, Diablo Foothills, CA 2007”

(Used With Permission)


Aubade In Pieces by Victoria Lynn McCoy

Even as I deliver my body
to the subway’s tenebrous mercy,
I cannot un-know this:

each time daylight invades
our limbs, the sun marching
its restless armies up the sheets,
my love will put entire states between us
and there’s no telling
when the map will tesseract
itself to bring him back.


Always his breath that first
breaks me. His chest a hum
of lightning bugs. Lethal
little darlings. His fingers
swarm my thighs. He leaves
teeth prints to miss him by—

Praise this skin
its miracle cells, their blessed


Under my pillow, a mason jar
where I collect my name
each time it burns his mouth
open, fireflies
in the summer porch of him.

I pin their wings down.

I sing to them of the hour
before the wolf comes.