Spring 2008

Table of Contents - Vol. VI, No. 1


Poetry    Interview    Translations    Fiction    Book Reviews

Mariah Wilson



We all wanted to see
what would happen
if one of us got in
that rusty rain barrel
and the other launched it
wildly down the hill.
The boys tipped it over
let the stagnant rain water
seep into the scorched summer grass.
I did not know I was
nominated for the first run
until they shoved me in.


© Mariah Wilson



Poetry    Interview    Translations    Fiction    Book Reviews

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