Cider Press Review's April 2013 web issue, Volume 15, Issue 2, is now online.
The drowned girl attends class, her blasted eyes rolling back while someone drones on about unnecessary words. Will she never get out of here?
At night we shut off the house lights so returning turtles know which way to face the moon, and mornings we find the tide
The winds are ceaseless striking. The tenor of a likeness. The quarrel of the metal on the door mount You must learn to be