This is such a beautiful issue I’m not really sure what to feature, so here are a few things:
She watches my hands for me
and I try not to let them shake,
the force of blood pushing
When I drop the needle, she tells me
secrets can keep you safe,
but never as safe as trust.
from “Book of Days” by Amber Edmonson
You saw Steve
naked? I asked
my aunt in front
of her mother
over a bowl
of Cocoa Krispies,
as if nudity
was the worst of it.
from “Sex & Santa” by Katie Manning
Occasionally light from other cars muses through the foggy windows. After it’s over, Michael can hear sweat sliding down a cheek. He reaches out but nothing’s there. It takes him hours to find the word pain blooming inside him like pleasure.
from “The Fall of the Archangel Michael” by Michael Schmidt
Seriously, do not miss even a word of this issue, guest edited by M. Mack.