There is a canal above the clouds. It steals our world and hauls it to Mars. It holds the moon thin then floats it
Volume 27, Issue 1 of Cider Press Review, April 2025 In the first issue of Volume 27, as we emerge from winter, transforming with
Rain falls before the earth is formed here then everywhere the frogs cry, and the swamp swims closer through the reeds, water, and mud.
At noon a ghost begins threading darkness through a needle’s eye then stitches it all like a field sprouting on lightning, all blind after