…With every new poem or story, I am learning to see. I am letting myself learn about factory towns, about sipping Carmenère in Washington Heights, about fear, abuse, love.
We have just enough left for two gin and tonics, and I’ll run out to get some limes. While I do, feel free to read this journal. Learn to see.
-excerpt, letter from the Editor
Yellow by Anne Leigh Parrish
Poem About My Father Disguised as the End of the World by Jason Irwin
The Photographer’s Model Speaks (Cuatros Vientos) by Sara Barnard
and now for something good by Charles Elin
Factory Town After Ice Out by Christine Jackson
The Dove by Holly Day
Concrete Sculptures by Mario Loprete