Issue 138

Summer & Fall 2010

Poetry Emily Beyer Poetry Emily Beyer

The Skeleton Key

I came across a house inside out.

I walked through all the walls of the rooms.

In bed, I found a black-bearded man

with jasper eyes, his neck in a noose.

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Poetry Emily Beyer Poetry Emily Beyer

Day Trip

Forest Service Road on 6 didn’t come up.

You and I quiet, grown up together,

no questions to ask each other. We turned

on what we thought might work, a brown dirt wick

to the trees. I thought of the Cascade Trail,

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