
Two Poems by Lauren Sartor
I wish death were a man in a black cloak. / At least than I’d have some company.

Three Poems by Robert Tremmel
The High Sierra hangs / suspended between the wing / and the sunken edge / of the caldera.

Seconds
by E.T. Parker
John the Baptist stands on the corner / of First and Shaw sporting / a pink cape and inline skates. / He holds a simple white sign: JESUS.

Gnostic
by Nels Hanson
By night the owl attacks the crow, / day the crow the sleeping owl, ego / and shadow, shadow and ego, forever, / as long as there are owls and crows.

Three Poems by Rick Lupert
When the synagogue told me / we’d be going to the duck pond to / cast away our sins / I thought, that’s not fair to the ducks.

Two Poems by Allison Collins
That time after the Golden Hour / when the sky glows one slow chalk streak, / the horizon like flesh / pressed to a lightbulb, / I said, come with me.

Three Poems by Marissa Glover
I don’t even know how you got published. / Of all writers in the world, you’re the worst.

We Are Sorry for Your Loss
by Ken Massicotte
I wasn’t frightened by damnation, preferred / Merry Company in a Pergola, / Jan Steen’s tavern maid with the cider pot

Two Poems by Colin Dodds
God may have created / the universe and all therein / But he never made any money off it

Three Poems by Lynn Horton
Fish fall from the sky / in silvery hooks / on a subduction shore / where boats beat at dusk with hunting

Two Poems by Amelia Leff
When the beam snapped, / the rope that clung to my life slipped. / The roof caved in as / I saw the floorboards part, / revealing the Cuyahoga gushing below.

Two Poems by Lowell Jaeger
When my first wife and I / were new to each other, / we moved into a cinderblock apartment