Marge Piercy reminds us that we still like gods who have faces. Abubakar Auwal means light. Ace Chu puts time in his pocket and pats it flat. Once Madeline Rosales adds all the shadows to the trees, Michael Loyd Gray’s hunters emerge from the forest. J.M. Braun works the nails out of the coffin with a butter knife, and after George Goetz breaks it to us that Mr. Pelletier has mysteriously disappeared, we sit down at his neighbors’ dinner table—where Jaime Gill wants to play The Drinking Game. B. Fulton Jennes wears a prayer shawl of regret, while  Paige Blair’s brown Judas kisses Jesus. (Will Dan Rivas play Jesus in the pageant?) The last customer asks Neha Rayamajhi where she’s from as she cleans his table. Alayna Powell's white friends keep telling her she's beautiful. Sara R. Burnett brings us back to grade school to unlearn everything. When we don’t know the first thing anymore, we ask EJ Green, “Show us.” And they do. Meanwhile, Laura Leigh Morris murmurs the lie “It’s pretend. It’s only pretend,” because that’s all she has to give.