Issue 140

Summer & Fall 2011

Poetry Evie Shockley Poetry Evie Shockley

the people want the regime to fall

march, too, this year was nervy, making all

it could of winter’s costume, flaunting snow

and sleet, slapping our stiffening cheeks cold

and red, wearing white well past when it’s called

for, leaving the tree limbs smooth, the buds stalled

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Poetry Evie Shockley Poetry Evie Shockley

backsliding

this miracle begins in the middle

lane: night, fallen: rain, snow, sleet, hail, falling

still: a loose crew of commuters crawling

home on the turnpike. now, here’s the riddle:

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Poetry Evie Shockley Poetry Evie Shockley

sound effects

listen: the people caught near love

canal, in the nevada desert, around

the ukraine city pripyat can tell you

the sounds that precede catastrophe,

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