Issue #2: Jeff Fixes Sky, Dalton Day
Jeff Fixes Sky ————————– Dalton Day is a terrified dog person & an editor for FreezeRay Poetry. Dalton is the author of Supernova Factory as well as FAKE KNIFE, which […]
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Issue #2: Every Six Hours, the Cove is Scenic., Ellyn Touchette
Every Six Hours, the Cove is Scenic. It is possible to walk across Back Bay when the tide is out. I have never seen a tourist try. I have never […]
Issue #2: June in Maine is for Weddings and Allergies, Ellyn Touchette
June in Maine is for Weddings and Allergies For David, the one other single person in this fucking town The two of us are bitter, phony newlyweds every Saturday night. […]
Issue #2: There is a Pond Behind my Parents’ House, Ellyn Touchette
When I was born, it was a river, so built a dam. Rocks and sticks, stacked and mud-mortared until the stream did not move. This is how a living thing […]
Issue #2: Palm Tree Plastic, Ramon Hernandez
Palm Tree Plastic Missing seats in my birthday cake like, forced accidents make me take family for granted when the candles get lit, I mean like, I didn’t awknowledge their […]
Issue #2: Kindling, Ariel Baker-Gibbs
Kindling five days ago i was chopping kindling for my eightyseven year old grandmother when and if your aim is true the hatchet moves through the wood and it splits […]
Issue #2: Seabreeze, Ariel Baker-Gibbs
Seabreeze Seabreeze burned down last week. Seabreeze is the summer resort on the island where my grandmother lives. Seabreeze is where my mother worked as a teenager and I was raised […]
Issue #2: The Island, Ariel Baker-Gibbs
The Island on the island, there is no water. whatever does not sink into the ground is held in cisterns. once we have enough we cannot save the rest. the […]
Issue #2, Deer, Ariel Baker-Gibbs
deer it was dark. the fawn was crying. we’d never heard a deer’s voice before. it couldn’t get up. we didn’t know what to do. we went home. we tried […]
Issue #2: Wanderings, Gemma Cooper-Novack
Wanderings Hill My uncle lives on Mount Olympus—seriously, that’s what it’s called. Streets are lined with bulky monstrosities, gaudy and baroque. No one walks up the steep roads, except for […]
Maps For Teeth 