Category: Winter 2016 Issue
Blur
by Christine De Luca When a day is too short to forge a history, a shared archive, she stumbles on boxfuls, unrecorded When time concertinas
The architecture of time
by Christine De Luca The architecture of time Basilica di San Miniato al Monte, Firenze Jasmine is already fading on the wall and a
On seeing Munch’s The Scream
by Christine De Luca On seeing Munch’s The Scream Palms cupped over ears, she lets out an unholy screech; the heavens a whirl of blood–red,
It’s another day
by Christine De Luca It’s another day In the garden of the Sheltered houses she slips into each contented nap. She’s made the move from idyll of
Near the Coast
by David Linebarger Older now, few appointments. Time beyond time, the sky. The moon’s many colors, Diana’s animals. Seventeen hungry cats. A
Mrs. Turtle travels up again from the stream
by Judy Kaber I don’t know why she comes. Eggs already laid and yet, she keeps pulling her heavy body over the dry rocks to rest finally on the
Tale
by Judy Kaber My brother bragged that he could hold Orion in the palm of his hand, so I stared as he stretched his arm to the night sky,
Copper
by Fern G. Z. Carr a fox kit drowning awash in pus bloated abscess burgeoning infection
Sitting Ducks
by Fern G. Z. Carr Death is a carnival shooting gallery — a line of ducks blankly gliding by, little tail feathers curled upward, glazed eyes
Windowsill
by John J. Ronan 1 Quartz From four feet you can imagine candy, a lemony tease that turns cruel closer — rock found in the Mohave, a common