Welcome to the August Issue, Volume 28, Issue 3 of Cider Press Review. In this issue of Cider Press Review, depending on the tilt
Her songs assail first light. Fluent, they flourish among the rooftops and chimneys, unsettle early morning sleep. Pausing among night’s tangle of sheets to
“… in that silence you could hear wildflower pollen sifting down the bee-fried air.” —Ray Bradbury Like the hollow of a yawn and the