Keno Evol

April 9, 2017

the pigs busted my skull in / says her fiancé / in the 80’s / apparently Minneapolis was worse / or un-filmed / […]

Taylor Johnson

March 19, 2017

There is much to do. The room is red
because we are indecent. The light gives
me up. I’ve made myself at home: I sit on your porch, […]

Shakeema Smalls

February 5, 2017

dirty words are manufactured, too. this should be considered when getting buggered by a scientific socialist. her locs long enough to tickle the strap-on — extended-praise — […]

Robert Andrew Perez

January 22, 2017

you wish a life with a little room     for happiness
like you picture the sky       purged of light
pollution    so you can see at last the stars […]

Ysabel Y. Gonzalez

January 8, 2017

Dear Brown Bright Heart,
sneak into my mouth—crowned glory
loosen my coarse crimson tongue […]

Iain Haley Pollock

December 4, 2016

Here’s the problem: the day and hour are bright.
Sunlight, outside the window, as it falls through
the remaining leaves of silver maples and tulip poplars,
dapples onto the garden grass. The house is quiet […]

Eloisa Amezcua

October 19, 2016

I’m dangerous; there’s little left

inside this body—

that hasn’t wanted not to subtract […]

Paige Webb

October 5, 2016

Pedestrians point to the out of frame
lamppost, sky, storefront
all parallel to those in view through
the window one woman calls
Self-Portrait with Various Faces
[…]

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