SCAPEGOAT, by Bryn Hammond I stuck a finger in his eye, The human I first took to eat. I hummed to him a lullaby And nibbled on his hands and feet.   **   They live by music, in the hall. Glad hymns celebratory Of every creature, great and small, But they have forgotten me. […]

UNDER THE ICICLES, by Devan Barlow, artwork by Simon Walpole   I wait underneath the icicles encrusting the roof’s edge, catching droplets in an old goblet I found in the back of the cellar where a mouse made a nest, dragged in a length of pale green ribbon   As the icicles die, my hands […]

A CURSE TO ARCHERY, by Aidan Redwing I am but a weapon in the hands of tyranny No choice but to march To the orders they decree Does the target blame the arrow Or the hand that plucked the string? Does the arrow weep when blood is drawn? If it had the chance would it […]

HOMEWARD, by Scott T. Hutchison, pending Audio by Karen Menzel     We muscle against wayward powers raging against us, pull our oars–this time into a soul-stealing quiet of vapors. Navigation is something none of us mumbles about. We sorely breathe the mist. Six grey-day passages since the storm that rained and wracked us. Illuminated […]

THE LATEST ATTEMPT, by Devan Barlow, artwork by Miguel Santos   One vial of tears gathered from the milliner in the town’s least-haunted shop   I must have my memories back, please let this be the recipe that finally works   Two hours of pestle-work with shed swan pinions and crystallized moon glow   So […]