Fiona Larkin

      Aftermath Dark as ink this fig on your outstretched hand what kind of offering is it please verify I can’t figure out what to do with the slumped weight of it though your voice is persuasive enough to return me to blossom could I place it with...

Yvonne Amey

      * you gone I dream I’m chasing darkness through our castle * souvenir scarf in ocean-green I wrap Australia around my neck * alone on a foreign shore silver gulls dine with me     Yvonne Amey received her MFA from the University of...

Hilary Watson

      Echo Chamber Women are bleeding in the back alleys, alcoves, covering their breasts and babies’ heads, working extra shifts for taxed Tampax and school vests. They smoke to forget, smoke for an excuse to leave the room, they are laughing, weeping...

Luke Emmett

      Looking An easy work of love taking minds to new vistas, easy work and simple things — say “you are beautiful” then remixing it to a new medium — a thing more plastic. My language is mostly verbs; it’s liberal, and...

Frank Dullaghan

      How to Escape and Other Theories For Mary My sister sings me to sleep from half a world beyond, and I sink into the pool of night with an earful of song. Outside, this foreign city closes and I travel to Dundalk – the Green Church, Castletown Road...