Table of Contents


Views and Mechanics
Publisher's Note
Editor's Note
Review of Bliss
Review of Atheist Manifesto
Review of The Stones Cry Out
Film review of "Karov La Bayit"
Creative Nonfiction
A Reverence for Words
By Virginia Hendry
For the Wife of Bath and the Wife of Yeats, I Give Thanks
By Sara J. Ford
Birth
By Clint Pearson
Poetry
Gong Fu
By Tim J. Brennan
Phases
By Tolu Ogunlesi
They Are Driving Their Cars Again, They Are Driving...
By Anne Cammon
Death of the Travelers
By Abigail Grant
Leaves
By Matt Gee
Fiction
The Wood Splitter
By Michael Phillips
Boogie & Sarah Leigh
By Sandra L. West
What Happened to Matt Dillon
By Chris Drangle
Red, Manhattan, 523
By Beth Hogan
Titanic Hat
By D.K. McGill
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Death of the Travelers
By Abigail Grant

Travelers found dead by apparent suicide:

A spirit unbreakable,
separated from home, doubting parents, clueless friends.
We entrusted Rand McNally with our lives
and we gave ourselves to fate.
Here, through the dirty windshield
Pittsburgh faded to our rearviews
and Ohio fell open at our tires.
110 through the country
commenting on real estate.
Turning and shooting straight through Kentucky.
Winding, bending, signless turns through the Great Smokies.
Southern Charm of plantations and an era gone with the wind.
Ride of our lives
gaining dark tans, full cameras,
(but surprisingly not
a criminal record)
20 hours southbound-country
16 hours northbound-highway
bringing our ten year friendship
to a memorable high.
Then we sat outside my house and just took it all in,
Everything we had just done.
We should have kept going,
taken our travelers souls and driven.
We never should have gotten out of the car.

Cause of death: Arrival.