Issue 9.3 is shaping up, but still there is a drought. We depend on water, we are water. Some of us like to swim, others get waterlogged. Sea creatures, trees, and the weather know water. I'm thirsty, still reading for 9.3, and open to more written submissions: poems and stories, perhaps a thoughtful essay. Please do send if you have a fresh take on something new and something good. Water-related would also be just fine.