Contributors: Jody Cordova, Joan Fay Cuccio, Bonnie Arant Ertelt, Randall Garrison, Stephen Gibson, Bruce Henricksen, B.D. Love, Todd James Pierce, James M. Tierney, William F. Van Wert, Christine Wiltz
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I extend my middle and index fingers and press them to my lips.
Beatrice looks into my eyes and nods.
We stumble across the lawn to the water,
or collapse under a nearby tree and sprawl out in the grass.…
The Sisters Are Alright: Changing the Broken Narrative of Black Women in America, by Tamara Winfrey Harris. Berrett-Koehler Publishers, Inc., 2015. $16, 147 pages.
In The Sisters Are Alright: Changing the Broken Narrative of Black Women in America, …6
A pigeon wing brushing against the window screen, I think, as I’m seated at my desk, listening to the scratching sound. Something I can easily ignore even as it persists. The sound does not drown out yelps from my daughter …1
It’s as if the pinpoints are stars, and I am drawn in blue pencil,
the pictures between them.
Immaterial, non-print. I exist in the false-empty,
the heft within atoms. I think about what I eat.
Three times a day …
It was a simple pulley. Not weathered, maybe fixed-eye, with some plastic twine threaded through the sheave. It hung there from a bar, which had been bent in the middle by weight and poor planning. The bar was secured …9
He said:I am alive again all the way
and it is terrible as bravery
She said:None of you can hurt me now
He said:I wanted to see her again, close
without that silly staircase between us
The summer I spent working for the Kankakee Valley rural electrical cooperative, the Midwest saw temperatures in the 90’s arrive in early May and last well into September. Rain was scarce and I watched the corn and soybeans struggle in …6
It happens in our sleep; we wake one otherwise normal morning to find the Garden District lawns overrun with towering green stalks and weird red blooms, delicate and menacing. When the owner of Holiday Heaven on Government Street committed suicide …8
I quite understand that it is unusual for a publisher to write an introductory preface to a novel. But the circumstances of this novel are so unusual that I am compelled to author this note to the reader. There are …1
The first thing I remember after
they pulled the tube out of
my windpipe is a nurse by my side,
over me, gruffly insisting
I begin to breathe again.
Even now, sometimes I notice that
I’m not breathing, and I …