In This Issue

Poetry

...By the time Mrs. Joan hangs up,
we are face up on hot August
pavement, heat seeping into the corners
of our bodies. Mrs. Joan yells,
God damn it. My lawn, my lawn.
And put on some clothes.
Make yourselves decent...

Fiction

...The cat statuette is carved out of a wood that is lighter in weight than it seems it should be, and has a waxy feel. It doesn't really appeal to me, but it certainly is skillfully made. The dog has managed to wind its lead between the legs of the table. I put the figurine down, and then, I noticed the small silver tin; something I had lost a long time ago...

Essays

...Yes, leaving Crazy is a dangerous thing. I am left asking, do we live within the dream or do we fight the deception by not conforming to the needs of human beings? It appears Mew might have struggled with this as well...

Contributors

...Suzanne Nielsen, a native of St. Paul, Minnesota, waits for the change of seasons from winter to above freezing with suspicion. She teaches writing at Metropolitan State University...