by Nathan Dennis | Oct 14, 2020
Fred Pollack Father died under Carter, Mother towards the end of Reagan. Possibly we should date our lives, like the ancients, by the tenure of our rulers – more fine-tuned, fewer doubtful implications. I hope I live to see Biden temporize, irrelevantly invoke his...
by Nathan Dennis | Oct 14, 2020
Max Shirley Herd immunity.They already called us dead, now, they dig mass graves. Max Shirley is an undergraduate student in English Literature at the University of Leeds. His work is published, or forthcoming, in Poetry & Audience and streetcake magazine. Max can...
by Nathan Dennis | Oct 14, 2020
Jason Fisk My wife and I sat in the car after grocery shopping,and I reached for the hand sanitizer.What’s that? she asked, pointing to a scar on my hand.Oh, that’s from my sister, I said,touching the forty-year-old scar.Instantly, I flashed back towhen I was eight,...
by Nathan Dennis | Oct 14, 2020
Rachel Tanner I know you’d never ask me to wait for you,but I would wait for you. I would waituntil the sky fucking fell into my palms,shattering. Would wait until the oceanscame and knocked on my front door. I would wait until the ghost ofFrank Sinatra waltzed...
by Nathan Dennis | Oct 14, 2020
David Wasserman You dug up my earth and ended my r(ai)(eig)n.Still, you’re soaking up every ounce of me.Is there any of me left or am Ia cloud caught in the cycle filled with rain? Still, you’re soaking up every ounce of me.I feel as if I am about to burst -a cloud...
