This is Moo Cow. He lived in the parking lot of a restaurant near the house I lived in til I was 6. Often we would walk to say hi to him. The restaurant closed. He was gone. A few weeks ago, on a trip, I stopped for coffee and there he was! I got out and put my hands on him. Oh, my dear old friend.

YAY!!!!!!

Broke my toe then fractured three more while still healing. And last weekend Jeff broke his foot right in the middle. Terrible break. Can’t drive for 8 weeks. Has to sleep in the boot. 😳 Not a good summer for feet at my house.

About half our subscriber issues have gone out. Should have the other half out by the end of summer. If September arrives and you haven’t gotten yours, it’s in the aether. Let us know.

Thanks, Aaron! So honored to get to publish your beautiful poem in this beautiful issue.

Yeah and buying a table, plus hotel and travel expenses, has gotten so out of our reach that Cave Wall can go only every few years and only if we can drive. 😞

Niiiiice!!!!!!! I love these poets.

Wait wait wait. There’s a Jessixa Bagley GN?!!! On it!

Perfect.

Mmm hmm. We should barricade ourselves with our stacks and not emerge for, I don’t know, two months? I volunteer to do that with you if you could freeze time outside our barricade. Get on that, please!

Same.

YES, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!! 🔥

Sooooo could you please text me about stuff like this bc I didn’t know and now I find out I missed a chance to hear you read and that’s a sad way to end the day. Sigh. I’m sure it was awesome. You rock.

Wow. I love these! 😍