Quandaries by Kevin McLellan i. The Clearing at the edge of a forest seen from above, sayfrom an airplane, looks like the back of this man’s neck, the finehairline, a young man who sits with his back to me as I destroythe heart-shape on top of the cortado or rather as...
Before the Hard Freeze by Kevin McLellan I couldn’t do anythingabout it, swallowed a shallow lake, arctic one, wore a first barrette.Natural way to identify as female, right? My hair longenough. Also a first. And then what could be a last timewhen I move to Vermont....
