Steven Church Fort Collins, CO 1999 Where’s the baby? I called out in the dark. Half asleep, I sat up in bed. Where’s the baby? I asked again. I’d been troubled recently...
Jill Talbot and Justin Lawrence Daugherty i. North Country For a while I lived along the Canadian border. Never crossed it, though it felt like it on snowy nights I’d settle into corner...
Matt Trease This Light Within Dirt This living grid in midnight dining with tiny bird pickings this trick within thinking Light Trip Within Bird Cry 1. within this lightning 2. with...
Melissa Wiley Closer to Honey There were gold veins on her ceiling. If not gold, amber then, something resembling resin. They once were blue, the same as everyone else’s. Only so many years...
Emily Rose Cole Night of hacksaw wind & tick-fat moon, of dog groan & failed medication, night I’m filling with letters to the body I can’t sleep in: Dear body, get your shit...
Anita Olivia Koester after Jamaal May Girl with glitter wings painted on either cheek, spread purple up cheek bones. Girl with pink ribbons tied to handle bars, girl with purple bike...
Dylan Krieger and then the oinklets wriggle out of me in all their mammary glamor, in their interminable gallows laugh of nothing left but bereft receptacles and pentacles that lift. on top of...
Table of Contents 2017 Spring Contest Results Fiction Award Judged by Patricia Park Winner: Ashley Morrow Hermsmeier, “Feeding Strays” Runner-Up: Victoria Saltz, “My Shopping List”...
Aaron J. Housholder They were old enough to have become nice boys, Jake and Jimmy, but somehow they had not. Their families would later describe them as upstanding young men who seemed so...
