Point Counterpoint The musician plays a requiem for winter Fingers crawl crab-like along the bridge of his cello Wildflowers bloom in cement crevices Roots of […]

Gail Newman, 2015 Poet

Trust The country between us has no borders. The barbed wire has been cut. The walls decimated. The moat drained beneath the bridge. I cross […]

Robert Perry, 2015 Poet

Pale Trees of January Do not forget the train the panes of glass with a face in every one The smoke in the sky […]

Patricia Zylius, 2015 Poet

Slant Memories Here’s my grandson, lanky, not quite a teen, standing one foot crossed behind the other, full of his grandfather’s genes. I see Tom […]

The Sweetest Boy I Know, 2015

by John Abbott Leo Strattan sat by the drafty second story window waiting for his mom to return home from her date. Despite repeated questioning […]

Solo Duet, 2015

by Keith Buie All four reflections judge me in silence. Mirrors cover all four walls and show four reflections of my white boxer shorts, bunched […]

An Accident of Beauty, 2015

by Joseph Eastburn The last time he’d seen Abigail, she had been walking down Broadway near the Ansonia Hotel in a black leather coat drawn […]

of Beetles and Dust, 2015

by John M. Gist Pulvis et umbra sumus. Horace Samantha “I don’t know,” I mutter. “I do her hair every Thursday at four. For […]

Schrödinger’s Spouse, 2015

by Barry Head Fantastic for forty-two, Charley marvels, sitting on the edge of the bed watching her peel her sports bra over her auburn torrent […]

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