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Only the Meek

By | 2022-03-18T03:33:21-07:00 March 17th, 2022|Categories: Issue 135: 17 March 2022|Tags: , , , , , |

By Dotty LeMieux   Where are the birds of spring? I see bees—are there enough? Black carpenter ants—we never had them before— emerge from some dusky damp place beneath the foundation. We live in a house of cards. Even a bear takes exception to exceptional times and climbs a backyard tree he must have crossed mountains [...]

Suspension

By | 2019-12-11T18:35:07-08:00 December 12th, 2019|Categories: Issue 100: 12 Dec 2019|Tags: , , , |

By Mandy Brown   When their skins have thinned with age, they will still tell the story: thirteen people suspended over Portland bridge to stop a Shell tanker. “I was one of them,” she will tell his children. “I regret nothing,” he will tell hers. Living sometimes means hanging at the end of a knot. Some [...]

St. Donald, Patron Saint of Denial

By | 2019-11-26T13:12:55-08:00 November 28th, 2019|Categories: Issue 99: 28 Nov 2019|Tags: , , , |

By Laura King The tweets come to rest on his chest and shoulders as he gives a first-light audience to the Presidential roses. Last night’s dream still shimmers: a waterfall, biggest ever, in New York, backsplashed with diamonds, applauded by palms, lush as a vulva. He won’t say “climate change.” That would break the spell of [...]

Feeding the Fire of Winter Solstice

By | 2018-10-03T15:00:58-07:00 October 4th, 2018|Categories: Issue 72: 04 October 2018|Tags: , , |

By Cate Gable One stick one stick one match one fist of newsprint and the future is set into flames. Passion and idiocy are alight in the trees, the possums are playing dead, civil traditions melt. Our bones are reversing themselves one flake at a time, and the temple of our beloveds has long been desecrated [...]