Body of Terrain #1 by Sinejan Kılıç Buchina

I Imagine My Grandfather Going Home by Weston Morrow

                   to Pembina, North Dakota

A man stands in a field. No,

no that's not right. He kneels,
stops running

his hands through the earth,
can't recall the feel

of rich soil on skin, if this is it. The place
his father toiled, chapped hands
stripping and redressing the ground,

turned fallow long since. Weeping now, tears
swallowed by the cracked dirt, hands

ripping at the dead

grass coming out in clumps,
pulling up the head
of the old man. But

no, no that's not it either—
just a shriveled sugarbeet.

Though the spine he finds is real,
the partial carcass of a bull moose.
What's left behind

defines us. In a field, a man
stands, wipes the dirt from his knees, leaves

a little upturned earth,
a seed

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Weston Morrow is a poet and former print journalist. He serves as assistant poetry editor for Crab Creek Review and the intern for the Bagley Wright Lecture Series. His recent poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Sundog Lit, Western Humanities Review, Pacifica Literary Review, and Pidgeonholes. His reviews have appeared in Blackbird and Western Humanities Review. He can be found on Twitter @WMorrow or at www.westonmorrow.com.

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Sinejan Kılıç Buchina is a NY based artist and visual instructor. She is of Circassian-Abkhazian ancestry, born in Turkey. She received her B.F.A. in Art in Istanbul, and continued her education with programs in London and Berlin, and completed her MA in New York. Buchina has exhibited in galleries and institutions throughout New York, London and Istanbul, and is currently working on evolving projects in New York, Sukhum and Istanbul.