September took an unexpected turn. Surprise no 1: we have a Fall/Winter 2017/2018 issue. Surprise no 2: I have a cache of poems due to a technical glitch. Surprise no 3: I have Josh Medsker reading the poems in our new issue in September. It’s like taking an acute left turn, when you’re supposed to turn right. Isn’t right the way I’m supposed to go? What are you, dark universe? I feel Sisyphean again. Is this poetic karma? Why am I left standing at the bus stop? Oh here comes the bus. I’m boarding. It’s strangely empty, and well air-conditioned. This is going to be a cruise, right? Right? Right….. The prompt is to write about something unexpected. Better still, make your poem take unexpected turns.