..:: POETRY ::.. Sarah Trott � monumental Christopher Eaton � Poems for Burning Down Black Ark Jennifer Dearinger � the cup having not been washed of the rifle under the bed � indian head nickels � crystal serving plate � wrapped in the sheets � dirtied knees from somewhere � _______ � unscattered ashes mIEKAL aND � JOSEPHY BEUYS, the day gurdjieff died � Row Under Rivers � Avant Garde Country of Contemporary Art Jeffrey Schrader � Ships in Bottles � Deconstruction of V � From �Pittsburgh Notes� Noah Eli Gordon � from Jaywalking the Is David Applegate � [A silent] � [I don't know] � [You juggled] � [Our sky] Lynn Strongin � MOVED TO. . . Amy King � Leisurama Porn Couples Dance � How To Make a Painting Bill Stobb � Poem for an American Barbeque � I Truly Believe Bill Gates is a Good Person � Spiraling Jason Fraley � Evidence Friedrich Kerksieck & Aaron James McNally � Untitled M. Mara-Ann � A Running Horse Veiled J.D. Mitchell-Lumsden � (fatehah) � (on air late sunday evening) � (the women, an intercepted letter) � (to us) � (elections) � (fatwa ii) Lizzie Brock � Work that Body � Untitled Jacob Eichert � Untitled (film/dvd) ..:: PROSE ::.. Powell Burke � Evensong Michael Chacko Daniels � Touch me? Vaya Con Dios inbound on the 22 Fillmore! Sandra Hunter � Take It Away Paul Kavanagh � Photography Paul Silverman � Letter To B ..:: ETC ::.. � Contributor's Notes � Legals� ..:: ARCHIVES ::.. � Volume I, Issue I � Volume I, Issue II � Volume II, Issue I
[Our sky] David Applegate
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Our sky drops
hints near
the hedgerow
where science grows
to explain the furtive
universe away.
Data wells up
pouring over the
orchard, uncomprehending,
mathematics shrinks
back into the earth.
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