Sam Herschel Wein
He wrangled my pinky with his lasso body,
hips swinging to music, feet pressed in […]
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Gbenga Adesina
I give you my rain,
the dark verbs and clatter from which there is no returning.
I give you my invented silence […]
Paula Cisewski
A songbird’s convoluted vocabulary stalls every
sad line of thought. Distraction is no great difficulty. […]
Taylor Johnson
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, […]
Maja Lukic
How like a piece of leather or purse strap was that snake
on its path to the sea when my father lowered the stone […]
Kristin Chang
how do you blindfold an Asian? […]
Jessica Edwards
how much sleep is normal
at what point will my bed springs shake and snap under the constant pressure of my limp limbs […]
Alfredo Aguilar
found discipline at the end
of a whip. punished the wild […]
