the visit by Jess Wright
(golden shovel after Anne Carson’s translation of Sappho 52)

three a.m. on christmas eve & I

the black dog by Patty Caffrey

Quiet.
Do you too feel like the black dog?
Do you ever beg the question, why?

One Day It Will Please Us To Remember Even This by Drex Le Jaena

Today I found myself walking on footbridges feet light still not weary out on an excuse to walk in the alley where we first found a convenience store …