MELISSA STEIN Jigsaw
Out in the field, / wheat, and in the wheat, weevils.
Author: Staff
FERNANDO PÉREZ Meditations on an Open Field
Every tongue leaf stomped / by child’s cleats.
DOBBY GIBSON April Light
The last snow / retreats into the earth to wait us out, or does it?
DUY DOAN Three Poems
we’re ghosts / reminiscing about facial expressions
JAKE BAUER American Realism
like wary caterpillars, / through the Good Thing Gallery
SIMON PERCHIK *
as driftwood –here was the heart, naked
MIA KANG Twin
A presence at a border draws / the arm of the light
KAREN AN-HWEI LEE Diophantine Love
scarlet or not, shelter or none, / centriole and silk filament,
PETER COOLEY Pastoral
This is the underlife, / the Lethe running straight through every choice.
NATALIE GRAHAM Leaping Fire in Princeville Park
With her polished face flashing in the fire / and shadows crawling through the cobwebs of fog,