Volume 2.4 — August 2007
Death Valley Junction, CA by Karen Halverson Editors' Notes
Rejecting Silence Non-fiction
Sayantani Dasgupta |
March mornings can sometimes be balmy, just as it was today, although Delhi is supposed to remain pleasant this time of the year.... Fiction
Semia Harbawi |
The judge’s voice was stern and low-keyed: “This court sentences the accused Omar Laârbi Samet to eight months of imprisonment for the physical and moral injuries he inflicted on the plaintiff Sana Samet.” My eyes locked with my brother’s in a staring contest....
Karen Halverson |
Ronda Broatch | bio
How We Begin to Repair
Honeysuckle, jasmine, lily. Heavy heads
of peony droop before the shears. No rain...
Jeff Calhoun |
How to Make Yourself a Small Target
Never build a gun from scratch.
Better yet, pretend not to know
the ontology of a gun, claim ignorance...
Jared Carter |
In the field walking
he sensed a darkness,
some shadow crossing...
Not at All
It was not an apparition,
not a voice beginning to speak.
More like water finding its way...
Pat Daneman |
I was an egg in two parts in my grandmother’s hand. I was an apple...
Here is a photo taken so long ago
no one had any gray hairs or
drinking problems or a burden
of sadness too large to carry....
Harvey Goldner |
We called it big money for a long time,
then we raked a pile to burn and
learned that its burning is delightful...
Benjamin Russell |
In my hand I’m holding
a can of tuna in aisle five
when the lights go out....