This issue embodies the last frost before an earnest spring—the deconstruction of small beginnings and the cold that grows up quickly from the ground only to sink silently back in. These poems are unapologetic and imperfect, stretched tight and filled with fields of uprising and atmospheric disturbance, horses wearing gold masks and magic as long as train smoke. Each poem, in its own way, implies a strange, brief distance and it is there, between a collection of evenings and just a few minutes of rain, that you will find the truth of it all—despite the emptiness or the cold or the damage, something is budding here. Enjoy your stay. 

Our Current Contributers: Anna Rose Welch, Eszter Takacs, Randolph Pfaff, Daniel Sinderson, Rich Ives, Grace Hobbs, Hannah Allen, Michael Milburn, Kevin Heaton, Jim Davis, Ray Hadley, Frank Rossini, Hilary Sideris, henry 7. reneau, jr., and Hannah Haas.
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