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Twice in Two Days: Neptune, Ohio

By Alyssa Jewell

Fall 2022

and all its straight-razor backroads planted with plaster
farmhouses bowing to January’s muddy expanse

Gods and Ancestors

By Jim Coan

Fall 2022

Take death for a walk in your minds, folks. Either you'll die glad you did, or, keeling over suddenly, you won't be out anything.

Blind Curve

By Susan Briante

Took a series of self-portraits on my bed: one hand over my right eye then left as if to mimic another’s gaze.

With a View to the Black Walnut Tree

By Susan Briante

My daughter throws up once or twice a day opening mouth then hands as if to pour out what was once clenched. Throws up pillows, backpacks, and refrigerators. Builds a version of our cat from pretend vomit, builds a version of our kitchen. I worry

I can’t sooth her fears. It is terrible

Illustration by Daryn Ray

Knuckle Month

By Yannick Murphy, Illustrations by Daryn Ray

He was an Italian whom she had met a few days earlier at a bar. Now she was on the back of his motorcycle as they rode down Sunset Boulevard. She wore a black dress, black heels, and a black motorcycle jacket with a wine-red-colored lining.

One

By Leah Naomi Green

We understood it / to be suffering, its beak a little open.

Invasive

By Ada Limón

What’s the thin break / inescapable, a sudden thud / on the porch, a phone / vibrating with panic on the nightstand?

Forsythia

By Ada Limón

At the cabin in Snug Hollow near McSwain Branch creek, just spring, all the animals are out, and my beloved and I are lying in bed in a soft silence.

When the Moon is Full, the Trees Speak in Unison

By Sara Eliza Johnson

Here’s a lesson: If you leave a hole in the forest, / leave a mouth open in pain, astonishment or grief, / something will come to fill it

The Black Kite and the Wind

By Erin Connal, Illustrations by Harriet Lee-Merrion

There’s no such thing as bushfire season anymore. It’s all year round, and even now in winter there is a total fire ban in place.

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