The Body Moments
Before Resurrection
by Abigail Jennings

Poems and prints on liminal space and the formation of self. Poems written like prayers, and carvings out of a blocky world, for sitting with. Poems that don’t have answers.

“In these poems I sense a protagonist, someone who has endured things and is still recovering, but one who is moving forward, or at least looking around and gathering her bearings. She hasn't been defeated by the darkness, she hasn't been redeemed. She's somewhere on the other side of purgatory.”

 — Mark Burger (Our Editor-in-Chief)

The Flies
by Jesse Scott Owen

Jesse Scott Owen’s third rambling book-of-poems, The Flies spans Jesse’s sojourn in Florida and move to Charlotte, and what he was reading the whole time. The Flies is largely a work of collage and plagiarism, so the print run will be delayed at least until Jesse figures out how indexing works.

“I read through this poem a second time
sitting here in LGA waiting for a plane that has not arrived
such that it cannot
repeat cannot
depart
What is one to do

This poem you're working on is a terrific poem
Breathy and light and airy and with punch
where punch is what the guts insist
upon
Very lovely indeed
It would be a pleasure to hear you read it a
loud
Perhaps one day”

 — Alan Davies, poet

The End Of
by Jesse Scott Owen

In 2018, while living in a camper in the woods, our publisher Jesse wrote this novella: the journal of a young man born after the world’s end, and his memories of Andy Dick. Also: Mormons, crustpunks, family trauma.