I don’t know how Google Alerts missed this one. I just found it: a nice little piece on Joel Thomas Hynes’ God Help Thee: A Manifesto, published in Riddle Fence #2 and later reprinted on Maisonneuve online. Click here to read it.

Russell Wangersky There is so little left to be dancing for, Keith thought–and when there was dancing, it was him doing soft-shoe in the kitchen, alone, from stove to fridge and back again, getting out an onion, a carrot, the lemons. Somewhere in the wall, the water was running, a hissing rush he knew better [...]

Zachariah Wells Burlap sacks of shorn wool, pungent Cushions in the porch on which To perch and tie a boot, until, Unstuffed, soaked in the tub, hung up, Carded into batts, pinched and twisted On the bobbin to the treadle’s Metric creaking, wound up in skeins And clews, strung through heddles And levered by pedals [...]

James Langer Snow eddied,  amassed, erased the trails, and all the instruments failed. The robot eye of a flashlight bulb faded to a burnt retina and blinked out. In the absence of heat, I struck the flat of a fire-stick, and sparks flocked to dry tinder and cloth like lucent moths. On the great lake [...]