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Silver Threads
Greg Alan Brownderville & Zach Savich
‘Time trapped me in this canyon, this dark jar — / jabbed holes in the sky to spare me light and air.’
The Japanese Firefly Squid
Kimiko Hahn
‘nothing like an ancient corridor where a / woman is stripped of resistance.’
Two Poems
Kimiko Hahn
‘Certainly the tide or the dog striding along the sluff of seaweed, / this afternoon – brown, light green, black green, white and red.’
Demeter
Fiona Benson
‘I head down the path hoping she’ll come / but when I look back she’s gone and my own voice / snags at her name like barbed wire on skin.’
Picnic
Emily Berry
‘Watching the sea is like watching something in pieces continually striving to be whole / Imagine trying to pick up a piece of the sea and show it to a person / I tried to do that.’
The More We Think About It
Michael Earl Craig
‘Yeah, something has slapped us. / We have definitely seen something.’
The Common Cold
Laura Kasischke
‘But here we are again, you and I, the / two of us, tangled / up and biological.’
Toboggan Run
Fiona Benson
‘What would I give / to be one of those swimmers in all this snow, / swallowed by the cold and the night’s strange radiance?’
