When, on the third day, double doors were opened, we discovered our loss leader had absconded, had absconded with. Subject to play-by-play, proscription and exoneration, every last man on the planet is a skin veneer. May we, without one twisting motion, invent memories just like we did last year? Is it at sunrise or sunset that you would walk hand-holding on the beach? Which beach?
Heikki Huotari In a past century Heikki Huotari attended a one-room school and spent summers on a forest-fire lookout tower, is now a retired math professor, and has published three chapbooks, one of which won the Gambling The Aisle prize, and two collections, Fractal Idyll (A..P Press) and The Knowable Emotions (Lynx House Press).
ISSUE TWENTY THREE: Let Yrs Slay Me
Toti O'Brien
Second Blooming
Donna Dallas
Epic Wretch
Juliet Cook
When I was a little girl,
I threw a rock at a crab
and accidentally killed it
Jennifer Metsker & Kendall Babl
Uninvited Images Arriving
to the Lightless Shale of Sleep
Heikki Huotari
Unfinished Sympathy
Barry Charman
Becoming
Benjamin Nardolilli
Pay Attention Update