- Spring 2003 -
The Launch Issue!

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by Leopold McGinnis



- Poetry -

a lot of bwanaa tribe of tiny snowflakes    falls | like painted pygmies out of the sky | they come from somewhere ...
   by David McGinnis

Across the Nebulawe sit on distant stars | across cold heavens of hot ...
   by Rita Simpson

Airport MenusThe revolving door fans the lone gardenia suspended above the till. The flower's heady perfume ...
   by Joan Hoekstra

are we now but lonely strangerstwo feigned smiles in a bargaining crowd. | eyes that hide away in a corner. | shoulders that brush ...
   by Jeffery Van den engh

Café Calabash in Februaryleaning over the railing | I watch him lean | toward the ...
   by Joan Hoekstra

Consider the LiliesSilence of space    tree speak to me | I see no boundaries    neither | beginning nor end    one ...
   by Louisa Sunstrum

dialing the ninetiesthis summer    on your cell phone | minutes from the golf course | you'd talk longer    but the game | ...
   by Joan Hoekstra

Doll's EyesDaisy Michalmas | walks with Cat's Foot | in the Chinaberry | seeking Rattlesnake Master | who speaks ...
   by Rita Simpson

down by the seacome you touch the sand with each bare fingertip | listen to the screeching ...
   by David McGinnis

Georgian Summer's End | warm earth | trees green yellowish green orange | cool wind at ...
   by Louisa Sunstrum

goodbye gentleness goodbye friendsentimental eulogy delivered by a priest. | you would have hated it. called it cheap. | those new to ...
   by Jeffery Van den engh

Holy Sabbatha sunday stroll | with Dad | I skip ahead | into church graveyard | | wind whines around tombstones | ...
   by Louisa Sunstrum

I'll go at noonMy mind lay desolate | As wind swept and dry | With rivers of dust | Beneath some merciless sky | | ...
   by David McGinnis

lunch break at superior auto body | | eight men sit lean | back against hot | wall | | hands | clasp behind their heads | moist ...
   by Joan Hoekstra

Native SonI stand on hillside | listening | to the song | of brother coyote | of my ancestors | | below me | ...
   by Rita Simpson

old willy nelsoni bump into the girl next door. we share an elevator. her silence scorches my thoughts as she ...
   by Jeffery Van den engh

overkillparent says don't do that | child asks why not | parent leans ...
   by Rita Simpson

Puffing SmokeWho is this puffing | Sullen twelve year old? | Who sometimes says | | I love you | | And then hours on ...
   by David McGinnis

reflections in a fitting roomnaked under   fluorescent lights | my moment of truth | before me a fleshy gila  monster | wearing my ...
   by Joan Hoekstra

Snugmy tongue explores | un fold ing flesh | dipping    into warm valleys | rising    over smooth crests | ...
   by Leopold McGinnis

spreading the wordmark my word it's your money she wants | his mother is fond of saying | she ...
   by Joan Hoekstra

Spring SnowSnow falls softly | softly on my breasts | softly on tree branches | the stray cat | who ...
   by Louisa Sunstrum

subtotal ...
   by Joan Hoekstra

Vivasitting in a tub | I wonder | | if I watered my skin less | maybe my arms | wouldn't shrivel up | like ...
   by Louisa Sunstrum

Wartime Dance Hallaround the dim smoky hall | over worn wooden floor | in a poppy-red dress | ...
   by Rita Simpson

Water WingsWater laughs | in the Sahara ocean water giggles | satin slips over my body | ...
   by Louisa Sunstrum

we call him hippyhis hair is long and unrestrained. zeppelin | tunes and rocka billy stones rumble | from his platform ...
   by Jeffery Van den engh

Within a Stillborn Night:muted streets, fear painted alleys. | I stumble down an icy path of snow | in the moon of winter. | ...
   by Joan Hoekstra


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