Christa Romanosky
We never cared for opera, our mouths were just for kissing: maps, fast food,
phosphorescent bourbon, then you went rogue, and that was life. I followed […]
2017
Kendra DeColo and Tyler Mills
Pulsars look like prisms through the binoculars
you aim at the gaps in power lines. So what. […]
Ysabel Y. Gonzalez
Dear Brown Bright Heart,
sneak into my mouth—crowned glory […]
Jordan Hoxsie
god raked the clouds this morning // have you noticed
// everything molding // into pasteurized colors // […]
Leah Claire Kaminski
my little nubbins are truest buttons, fuchsia-shiny, squat; skew
slewing over my pot, from my weak limbs faster […]
Flower Conroy
Where do dream & dreamer end?
You were mercurial as cloud shadow […]
Jeff Whitney
And can you be so sure when his widow cat-rubs your shins beneath the table at the great banquet in your honor that sex hasn’t changed in some serious way as it does every eight popes? […]
Jeanann Verlee
Go. Leave the apartment threadbare,
stripped of its sheets & area rugs. […]
Galen Paschal
I put my faith in accounting
in coinage in metal in paper
in plastic things weighted […]
Sheena Raza Faisal
a fidgeting rectangle, the smell of carpet softened by massaging feet. there are few
places in this world my body is safe. the edge of a rug. the sharp line of a grave. […]