Reading this book is like when someone
reaches out to smack you and you extend your hand
to take hold of the outstretched wrist, then stand,
wide-eyed at the truth of actually catching that limb
abbreviating motion, creating a new space between
yourself and another that was once aggression
but is now mild embarrassment and possibly a nervous
smile with teeth. The author mentions his penis a bit too.
Laurel Radzieski's debut poetry collection, Red Mother (NYQ Books, 2018), is a love story told from the perspective of a parasite. She earned her MFA at Goddard College. Laurel is a Poetry Editor for Clockhouse and her work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Golden Key, Riddled With Arrows, inkscrawl and other publications. Visit her online at www.laurelradzieski.com.
ISSUE EIGHTEEN: Say Yes, Mr. Tell
James Lindsay
Summerland
Amanda Chiado
Swiss
Darren C. Demaree
Emily as a Smile Would Have Ruined the Picture
Maria Sledmere
At the Gin Tasting
Sayward Schoonmaker
MEETING ONE
Holly Day
Again, Under the Sun
Adam Tedesco
I Had No Time of Sense
Laurel Radzieski
Review #12
Bill Neumire
They Deep
Matthew Schmidt
This Car Will Get You Into Ontology
William Repass
IMPORTANT NOTICE