Nesting
Alex Thomas

 

"Look at all the beautiful
            horizons. She means
the dozens of sunsets slipping

in the windows, fractured
            gold on the living room floor."

Poems
Catherine Moore

 

"Those who lived by air have fallen away— stood on a moor’s edge and dropped hands into the bog palm. Turned cold-blue with the grasp, black with the vespers."

 

Lost Time
K.S. Keeney

 
 

"We circle in our circles.
With wings cindered, shoulders
still stretch to unfurl."

 

French Lick
Charles Booth

 

"I was the only one allowed to see her without her wig. In high school, she was almost crowned Miss Bethlehem, Tennessee, and she wanted people to believe she still had the good fortune of being one of the top beauties in the county. But somehow her luck receded, and only a few years after graduating, she found herself married to my father and quickly losing her hair. She believed the two were related."

 
 

Volume XLII

  "CLOUDS OVER FORT LEWIS"   ERIC FITZPATRICK,  OIL 36" X 60"

"CLOUDS OVER FORT LEWIS" ERIC FITZPATRICK, OIL 36" X 60"