Spring 2013

Edited by Blas Falconer | Barry Kitterman | Amy Wright



Featured Selection / Poetry

Lament for the Tree Shearer

Jill Osier


He falls loose, a leaf,
to bed. But not as light. 

His arms keep coming
home, yes, but heavier

than they left, some other
flesh by sap and dirt,

a kind of night
never leaving his wrists.

Sometimes he wraps it
tight about his head.

Sometimes a band of sky
slips down my hip. 

The whole room
swells with him.

But the woods. Each morning
he goes back to them

and brings them
their own scent




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Table of Contents

POETRY

Heather Altfeld

David Baker

Bruce Bond

Christopher Buckley

Robert Campbell

John Hart

Whittney Jones

Elizabeth McLagan

Jill Osier

Karen Skolfield

Erin Elizabeth Smith


FICTION

L.M. Asta

Ron Darian

C.R. Resetarits


NONFICTION

John Domini

Mariflo Stephens

Gail D. Storey

Julie Marie Wade


TRANSLATIONS

Patrick Donnelly

Stephen D. Miller


GRAPHIC ESSAY

Katie Schmitt


INTERVIEWS

David Baker

Gail D. Storey


BOOK REVIEWS

Oz by Nancy Eimers
Reviewed by Robert Campbell

The Wishing Tomb by Amanda Auchter
Reviewed by Tyler N. Moore

In the White Room by Elizabeth McLagan’s
Reviewed by Shannon K. Winston


ART

Jennifer Utterback

Aron Wiesenfeld