Volume 13, Number 1
Excerpt
CONCESSIONS, ENTREATIES
Is that you, browsing beyond the cactus?
Sometimes I feel you don’t
love me and want to dissolve
the parliament.
It’s like scaring a deer away just by watching it
eat the front yard.
Maybe if I were bilingual I could
explain the harm I mean
is smartly targeted, irretrievable,
as any harm should be
that wears the name.
Unlike Terry and Peter we don’t dream
the same night of the same man
we haven’t spoken to
in years or play medieval instruments
or dance like Allison and Patrick do
each Sunday in their socks,
writing theater with their feet.
We’re in an endless phase of reparations
but you claim you can’t
read my hand-scrawled treaties.
They concede everything
but the dog.
He sleeps with you but the dog
is flesh of my flesh, blood
of my blood—
you know his toes
are long and bony, curved
like mine.
I am not Danish nor a patrician bard
but I am great at looking
at animals to make them move,
even without speaking, even you.
-Kathleen Winter
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Contributors
Yu-Han Chao
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James Pate
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Lisa Lewis
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Kimberly Lambright
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Sebastian Agudelo
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Ryan Patrick Smith
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Kathleen Winter
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José Vadi
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Montreux Rotholtz
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Ada Limón (interviewed by John Pursley III)
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Jeff McRae
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Laura Matwichuk
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James Haug
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Lindsay Illich
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