Issue Thirteen • Issue Thirteen Poetry • Poetry
May 24, 2022
By Joshua Klarica Even though I have stood here more times than I could count, in the chattering cold of mid-winters dawn, and bleaks...
Read More
By Magdalena Ball Her grandparents were forced to take last names. How to choose: occupation, toponym, personal qualities, lineage?...
By Jesse Fleming “J.J. Astor, the richest man on board and a pariah in American polite society, was redeemed by his self-sacrificing...
By David Atkinson Who’ll go a round or two for a pound or two? — Jimmy Sharman The town’s tough, unlimited...
By Peter Mitchell ‘They walk the edge, and from the edge fly out, testing and trying out their lives’ Potiki, Patricia Grace...
By Bill Cotter Memories of hay carting in the early 1960’s, Western Victoria The Bedford coughs, lurches, and stops by the hay...
By Hibah Shabkhez Flocking and gawking at the piece of clay We excavate profound thoughts like toothpaste Dredged up from an empty tube....
By Hibah Shabkhez From the sunlit fringes of cloud Yesterday’s ghost watches You, counting your footsteps aloud Like ounces of black...
