Cloudless Anna Lea Jancewicz Cloudless, the sky above on the day he came. Cloudless he said Because on this day, nothing obscures the eye of God. His god came from the sky. Cloudless, because no rain would fall to slake what would smolder. But the sky would fall, feather by feather, until there was nothing…

Leaving the Building Ira Brooker In those final seconds, feeling His consciousness ebbing, watching the bathroom tile hurtling upward angry at His face, did He perhaps return to two rooms of Tupelo squalor, the only hot water that which He or Mama or Vernon when he was free and sober would boil up on that…

This Is Your Underlife Patrick Cole Going west to see her, Xmas in the airport, movement, crowds refusing to coagulate, the airport, living within the petri dish under the microscope. People walking waiting, going on mindless errands, to the news stand, the rest room, the bar, tiny journeys within their journeys, trying to kill time….

Recall Rebecca Schwab When constituents expressed, via text message and Facebook, the desire to speak directly to one another even less, the government helpfully stepped in. “It’s sort of like the Electoral College,” the President explained, via Tweet. “Or the Fifth Amendment.” They sold mandated Mood Skin™ at pharmacies and supermarkets, offering deep discounts to…

Emily and Big-Headed Anna Stephanie Dickinson Emily and Big-Headed Anna * 1927. There in the dawn after milking I discover Anna, my husband’s sister, bent over the hay manger. Her big head’s covered by a hat the color of a song sparrow or a cloud of road dust. Mouth ajar as if a pasture gate’s…