Glen and Tom
by Robert VanderMolen Whatever hotel or town it was He stood on a balcony with a drink After a long day driving in the heat The side of his truck
BRAID
by Floyce Alexander Photo of scalp hung by one nail. Mud–smeared window of the cold house. Some man’s family crowding together. This earth
NIGHT OUT
by Floyce Alexander Screams rattle the amphitheater Of lost dreams. A horror film In progress nears its end. I’m restless; aren’t you, Without
CONVERSATIONAL
by Floyce Alexander I could say little happens here. Snow melts, ice forms. Tornados seldom follow Though cold descends, heat rises Whirring
FROM TERWILLIGER HOT SPRINGS
by Joseph BruChac Those four stones I plucked from the deep bottom of the hottest pool of its healing waters disintegrated in my pocket soon
Pacific Theatre
by Rebecca Newth On the worst day we received a letter for me after the immediate death on Okinawa and the letter said Hi Becky you must be a big