Editors' Notes

Maria Damon and Michelle Greenblatt
Jim Leftwich and Michelle Greenblatt
Sheila E. Murphy and Michelle Greenblatt

A Visual Conversation on Michelle Greenblatt's ASHES AND SEEDS with Stephen Harrison, Monika Mori | MOO, Jonathan Penton and Michelle Greenblatt

Letters for Michelle: with work by Jukka-Pekka Kervinen, Jeffrey Side, Larry Goodell, mark hartenbach, Charles J. Butler, Alexandria Bryan and Brian Kovich

Visual Poetry by Reed Altemus
Poetry by Glen Armstrong
Poetry by Lana Bella
A Eulogic Poem by John M. Bennett
Elegic Poetry by John M. Bennett
Poetry by Wendy Taylor Carlisle
A Eulogy by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Joel Chace
A Spoken Word Poem and Visual Art by K.R. Copeland
A Eulogy by Alan Fyfe
Poetry by Win Harms
Poetry by Carolyn Hembree
Poetry by Cindy Hochman
A Eulogy by Steffen Horstmann
A Eulogic Poem by Dylan Krieger
An Elegic Poem by Dylan Krieger
Visual Art by Donna Kuhn
Poetry by Louise Landes Levi
Poetry by Jim Lineberger
Poetry by Dennis Mahagin
Poetry by Peter Marra
A Eulogy by Frankie Metro
A Song by Alexis Moon and Jonathan Penton
Poetry by Jay Passer
A Eulogy by Jonathan Penton
Visual Poetry by Anne Elezabeth Pluto and Bryson Dean-Gauthier
Visual Art by Marthe Reed
A Eulogy by Gabriel Ricard
Poetry by Alison Ross
A Short Movie by Bernd Sauermann
Poetry by Christopher Shipman
A Spoken Word Poem by Larissa Shmailo
A Eulogic Poem by Jay Sizemore
Elegic Poetry by Jay Sizemore
Poetry by Felino A. Soriano
Visual Art by Jamie Stoneman
Poetry by Ray Succre
Poetry by Yuriy Tarnawsky
A Song by Marc Vincenz

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Two Poems by Clare L. Martin

Black Coffee

As bitter silt washes
over your tongue,
          name each child—

Make an oblation
          deep in the loam
          of your heart.

Bury it so
even you will forget. Stare
into the void
of your cup.

Do you see
their myriad deaths
          in this cloak of dusk?

All This Remembering

I dreamed again
of the bloody foal
born in winter.
after night, her dying

is a dark awakening; wind
skitters across the lake.
The woods are whispering muses.

I am afraid to go
where memory takes me.

My only child
stares me down
with hatred
while a tube is snaked
down her throat. A black
foam slick of pill
drains out of her mouth—

I am afraid to go
beyond what is now,
and now and now.

Forgetting is not the end.

The wind speaks wolf
as I drag on a cigarette,
contemplating an ember's
becoming ash.

The trees distill
to charcoal lines
on a black page.

Clare L. MartinClare L. Martin's debut collection of poetry, Eating the Heart First, was published fall 2012 by Press 53 as a Tom Lombardo Selection. Martin's poetry has appeared in Avatar Review, Blue Fifth Review, Melusine, Poets and Artists and Louisiana Literature, among others. She has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Dzanc Books' Best of the Web, for Best New Poets and Sundress Publication's Best of the Net. Martin founded and directs the Voices Seasonal Reading Series in Lafayette, Louisiana, which features new and established Louisiana and regional writers. She serves as Poetry Editor of MadHat Annual and Editor of MadHat Lit.

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