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
COLLAPSED by Michael Holladay
TOO BEAUTIFUL TO BE BELIEVED by April Vazquez
Fear and Longing by Karen Brennan
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.