Cider Press Review, Volume 18, Issue 5, is now online. Yeah, you heard right…, Issue 5. We’re shifting our new volume year to begin
I remember not being able to remember this rock. I used to stand six feet above it and never see the striated gray, the
throw salt over your shoulder. say his name three times & turn around. see yourself in the mirror; break. have. you found
Praise the beam of that light that slices through late afternoon traffic. and the faint scatter of that light on the roadbed graded to