Jennifer Givhan

March 20, 2016

is that what they see
burns imprints in the light

so when I close them there are shadows
the shapes of what I cannot lid […]

Kaveh Akbar

March 13, 2016

Without the benefit of fantasy
I can’t promise I’ll be of any use.

Left to the real world I tend
to swell up like roots in the rain,

tend to get all lost in hymns
and astrology charts. Lately

Left to the real world I tend
to swell up like roots in the rain, […]

Emily Koehn

March 6, 2016

I am almost you but you
are the winner. You’ve plucked
the vines in front of you full
and applauded. […]

Caylin Capra-Thomas

February 28, 2016

Fold I’m ill-equipped for my weather. A thin-skinned fruit. All bruise. Someone feeds me peels but I hoard them in the corner & make a nest. I take a pill smaller than a peppercorn so […]

Shelley Wong

February 14, 2016

A quarrel in white. / In noir lowlight, the women / don’t know who to turn to. Veil of splitting leaves, / veil soaked in rosé, […]

Joy Priest

February 7, 2016

I don’t mean the midnights I steal at fifteen
floating air & fuel down Dixie Hwy, under
the streetlamps’ orbed glares […]

Joshua Myers

January 24, 2016

In the bedroom, a mosquito
whining like a clutch,
the one my first girlfriend burnt
out when I tried teaching her
this new motion: lifting […]

Natalie Eilbert

January 17, 2016

The worry is always whether my indulgence like a regular subject-predicate is universal.

The worry is whether the scope of my writing now rests too firmly on autobiography and the sexual violence of autobiography. […]

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