Issue 23 Poetry
From The Mythology We Have Now: 15
by Kathleen Jesme
“Click,” I said to the latch.
I knew where I was going
through the door and its apparatus.
From The Mythology We Have Now: 16
by Kathleen Jesme
The house now emptied has drifted
once made of glass
with marbles for eyes now black shutters
nothing governs nothing tries to draw it
Untitled
by Alyssa Morhardt-Goldstein
We like possibility – their hazy shape, a wrist in detail, and what we imagine.
The Tuba and the Cherry Tree
by Alexander Chisum
o island of the third, fabular eyelid.
Wind Turbine or Our Bodies Do That for Us
by Susan Grimm
Lollipop of the north coast. Freaky popsicle with a cast iron root. Cloud-colored. What’s the
flavor of gray.
Untitled
by Francesco Grisanzio
That winter, the buffalo completely fell out of fashion.
From SEQUOIA GRAFFITI: (11)
by Jennifer Pilch
Prior impression/actual impression
Galen Clark pronounced
hexagonal light beads/wasp hive
