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Liza Katz

June 15, 2016

The fall belongs to you, who stirred when leaves
beamed orange and flashed against a concrete sky. […]

F. Douglas Brown

June 12, 2016

my mother down the hall fast like a train
or a bus blurting away her sprint turned

to tears:—and then into drops
of shit a trail of shit […]

Tarra Stevenson

June 8, 2016

It took me a moment
to realize that the tingle on my lips
wasn’t lip gloss
that night I kissed my friend good-night. […]

Fisayo Adeyeye

June 8, 2016

If the hand bloats after being bitten. If the match
is too wet to spark. If once touched, twice recoil,

if one knuckle, two knuckles, three knuckles. Four. […]

Natasha Mijares

June 8, 2016

Easy conversations
between nail and cheek.
There’s no such thing
as a river digger but without a wet knead,
I’m shy. […]

Jonathan Jacob Moore

June 5, 2016

i am fed to pretend that i believe in ghosts
they want to make a terrified thing out of this great dane
like we the same species
do you know how it feels to eat yourself […]

Breauna L. Roach

May 29, 2016

And here I am again
asking myself how
a Negro spiritual
about liberation
came to be a term for
naïve hopefulness […]

Casey Thayer

May 29, 2016

New work plus an interview with Phillip B. Williams
bullet: what thunder, teeth / in the threat, / blade in the sheath, / blood-letter bought / over the counter as easy as aspirin, an Oxy, / to take into the body, / what the deed / leaves, a hand that reaches / across the field’s divide, / snake coiled in the warren, / mole mazing the loam, / what the body carries, / what’s left / of the fire, […]

Willy Palomo

May 25, 2016

They look like tortillas
& yanquis can’t tell the difference

entre mexicano y guanaco,
entrées como accents y pimienta. […]

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