Remainders
Christina Hutchins
We lay abed fitted & refitted
& the remainder of the day could not stop washing
its hands its face its long & glossy back
in the passing strands of us Savored
silk we were mercurial
the sunlit mane of a river in flood
For years you leaned forward with the dusk
& then again away O house of solitude
damp night air
flax wrapped loose round my dark comb
Issue 10
Figurative vs. Literal
Fall 2009
Nonfiction
This Is a Woman
Gretchen Clark
Excerpt from Crocodile: Memoirs
From a Mexican Drug-Running Port
David Vann
Poetry
Five Scenes from Six and Renaldo
Linda Phillimore
After Sappho
Christina Hutchins
Remainders
Christina Hutchins
The Music Inside
Christina Hutchins
The Ear as Rifle
Tania Van Winkle
Arriving in New York for My Grandfather’s Funeral
Alison Doernberg
Honeysuckle
Alison Doernberg
The Crossing
Caroline Knapp
Notes on Summer
Michael Gross
Notes on Continuation
Michael Gross
Fiction
Spanking Without a Cause
Kevin Killian
Dust
Patty Somlo
You Are Here
Elizabeth Rosner
Brother and Sister
Grace Andreacchi
The Ugly Duckling
Charles Haddox
Art