Elisabeth Kinsey


       Adam Pendelton

       Brian Belott
       Chad Faries
       Christopher Patton
       Christopher Stackhouse
       Dan Golden
       Elisabeth Kinsey
       Ernest Loesser
       Henry Williams
       Jayson Iwen
       Jenny Benjamin Smith
       Kathleen Eull
       Kevin Gallagher
       Matthew Chase
       Pearl Blauvelt
       Timothy Marvel Hull

Pie in the sky


The sky is a coincidence,
a gravitative greasy spoon
all you can eat within
one eternal weekend.

Without such a device,
we might just sink upwards
our crystal faces fragiled,
our forks and knives too dull to defend
strickled space.

Someday we’ll fall up.
(Sit down,
eat and wait.)
There’s always breakfast
a line out the door
for this kind of eternity.

Comb-overs, cummerbunds
coming loose
over our cheap chaw—

(You’re not hearing me—
stop wiggling
and eat your peas!)

someone left the lid off
the sky
and it’s going bad

the smell, like pain,
settles on everything