..:: CONTENTS ::..

   Volume IX, Issue I

..:: POETRY ::..

..:: PROSE ::..
..:: OTHER ::..

..:: ETC ::..
   Contributor's Notes

..:: ARCHIVES ::..
   Volume I, Issue I
   Volume I, Issue II
   Volume II, Issue I
   Volume II, Issue II
   Volume III, Issue I
   Volume III, Issue II
   Volume IV, Issue I
   Volume IV, Issue II
   Volume V, Issue I
   Volume V, Issue II
   Volume VI, Issue I
   Volume VI, Issue II
   Volume VII, Issue I
   Volume VII, Issue II
   Volume VIII, Issue I


Samantha Duncan


An obituary
is a door
for strangers
tangent to
the ladder
I borrowed
to hang
pears back
on trees.

The fire
my friend
in 1993
down a ladder
writes sym-
pathy cards
to the fire
I borrowed
that hurts

A trusted cad-
ence braids
colicky trees,
shifting the
seas to a
Texas spring,
the mark of
an unlocked
door washed
ashore, the

colorless words
bait and switch
a pyriform sum-
mation of life.



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