Issue #15 September 2012

  • Tongue of Language | Nightmare

    Oh tongue of language, moving with your comb
  • Nothing You Can Do Will Save You

    The Buddha had his river, just for now this one is mine,
  • The Peripheral Position of the Sun

    A young woman roars, laughs, splashes the face of a young man, nears the shore where the blinking lights of fireflies
  • Zero Plus Anything is a World

    Four less one is three.
  • Visitor’s Coming

    I’ve laid out
  • Abbatoir Time

    The widower pushed the tailgate shut and fell.
  • The Host of Turns

    We were gathered in this kind of circus-tent,
  • And After the Ark

    what was left behind was astounding:
  • From the River of News

    The President and his opponent both speaking in Ohio—
  • Bad Line in a Bad Paragraph

    Where "grab a bite"
  • Poem in the Old Style

    At the beginning of the play Hecuba was mourning her great losses. She made lists, blamed the Gods: they could
  • Nursing Home

    She had dreams fifty years ago