Featuring poetry by
Mary Ann Samyn
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Excerpts from the issue:
A Polish professor with a build of a boxer, a mind
of wiper blades clearing any cluttered ideas from his sight,
jokingly mentions we are having a good time
up north away from the diploma factory.
– from “A Polish Professor Tells Me I Am Wearing the Same Kind of Hat That Czeslaw Milsoz Did Years Ago” by RUSSELL THORBURN
Birds still chirp firmly on the neighbor’s roof.
My genes chirp firmly in my blood. My blood still flows.
– from “Anxiety” by SUSAN SONDE
The known is so small, almost
inside a glass, a bit
of cheese on a cracker, you
calling me from inside the rain,
your voice chocolated
– from “The Resonance” by RACHEL HEIMOWITZ