[by F. J. Bergman]
-After Of Geraniums and Self-Involved Wolves, Kelli Hoppmann, oil on panel, 2011
You hide in clouds of animate vapor, amid the dark
leafless branches. You have already almost forgotten
what your reflection used to look like. No sooner
have you compelled one anima into the absence
of the past than another moves to take her place Continue reading Sequestration
[by Sharon Kae Reamer]
She stared at her ballpoint pen on the conference table. The hum of voices was insistent, of the men-hammering-in-a-forge variety. She rotated the pen through an ever-widening spiral, picturing the equations defining the spiral in her head and their relation to other equations, other geometries, but always with the basic spiral body plan. Continue reading A Gift from Fibonacci
[by Lynne Sargent]
I met Daphne in the woods today.
She was clutching her stomach,
holding tight the things that were left to her. Continue reading Apologies from the Moon
[by J. J. Roth]
My name is Dannah Endlove, but this is not my story.
This story belongs to all the inhabitants of my home, the city-state Barosa. We have told and retold this tale countless times and passed it down to our children. One day, it will belong to the entire world. Continue reading Piper: A Song for Flute and Chorus