POETRY

TWO POEMS by Kerrin McCadden

AMERICAN LOVE SONG: OMAHA NEBRASKA by Brionne Janae

LAUGHTER IS CLOSE by David Rivard

THREE POEMS by Jessica Hincapie

THINGS THAT FOLD by Karisma Price

SUMMONS by Jess Smith

TO MY CHILD BEFORE SHE ARRIVES by Brian Simoneau

LAMENT FOR SOME OTHER SAIGON by Sarah Audsley

AS THE FOG ROLLS IN, NIGHT FINDS ITS FOOTING by Luther Hughes

TWO POEMS by Anne Barngrover

THREE POEMS by Alyssa Beckitt

 

 

FICTION

COLLAPSED by Michael Holladay

TOO BEAUTIFUL TO BE BELIEVED by April Vazquez

 

 

ARTWORK

Fear and Longing by Karen Brennan

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LATE WINTER

by Kerrin McCadden

In a handful of seasons,
water and cold and dirt

get under the paint and it falls
from our houses like old bark.

The river sends smaller
and smaller floes of ice

downstream, crocus making
their way up. Rocks are inside

my shoes by the time I’m home.
Five winters now I run my hands

under your shirts, start at the top
to split the buttons from their catches

and end the cold. My hands make a set
of wings under the placket.

Moth or hawk,
I don’t know which I am.

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