Volume .003 | Poetry It seems unfair now that this is when we are finally ourselves, sun-ripened like the fruit we spend all summer picking… from “We Were Made This Way” – Thu Anh Nguyen Contents Sarkis Antonyan Anatomy of a helpless tree branch Bethany F. Brengan Dead Goldfinch Christine Butterworth-McDermott Bois d’arc John Findura Spaceboy Robin Gow Do Lanternflies Bite or Sting? Home Remedies for Lanternflies Stop the Spread Andie Klarin When I find myself remembering Richard Ramierez Ernest drives me home M. Kolbet Growing Season Alison Lubar To sprout a lemon seed, Thu Anh Nguyen We Were Made This Way Elliott Orchard-Blowen Cannibal Karen Rigby Watching Freddie Lyon in The Hour Gabrielle Spear Abecedarian Beginning with Crucifixion and Ending with Rebellion darlene anita scott Switching Anya Trofimova credits for a film about missing people a far cry in concrete atlantis