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POETRY | Mid-Twenties

by Leah Horlick | Seven times this week I’ve had / this conversation about loneliness…


POETRY | My First Time Alone

by Brittany LaPalme | I use a knife. / I spread the fruit before me, palming the brown hair, / The flagella of an organelle; / I rub it and cut it in half…


POETRY | Aoyagi Sushi

by Jacob Allgeier | My lover snaps a pair of chopsticks in two / And runs them up and down my arms, / Splinters nipping the flesh. / He asks if I’ve ever eaten something alive…


POETRY | Legacy

by Kim Suttell | Her legs were a legend. Veins and scars stood / for abbreviations of men mapped / over years, over islands, past summits, / past lovers and husbands, common-law, legal…


POETRY | Tubilustrium

by Tate Geborkoff | I dragged your body to our hidden place / and after my eyes dried, I took a knife and / skinned you. / It took me all night…


POETRY | Survey of Silt

by Jen Fitzgerald | Your body: a dash on a graph, / delineated by passing / unconscious ticks…


POETRY | Admittance

by Jim Warner | I left a season of forwarding addresses / for the Midwest. I had a bad heart, / mis-ticking like a broken Timex, clots / of last May stuck in its crown…


POETRY | Father

by Joanna Valente | When was the last time you saw your mother? / Do the dead materialize // What did your father teach you?


POETRY | Mother

by Joanna Valente | Who was your first love? / My only dream is a bodiless hand / stroking a child, canyon for a face // Have you seen the dead?


POETRY | Pills

by Jackson Burgess | I’m soft-spoken in the pharmacy as the girl behind the counter plays with her hair / and Johnny smokes my Newport outside…


POETRY | Since You Left Me

by Jackson Burgess | I’ve been stepping on nails and cutting across streets / waiting for some errant driver to run me down. / At parties I’ve been chain-smoking in the bathroom…


POETRY | S.Ex in Sibling Rivalry #8

by James Shrader | I’m prowling the empty house / for masturbation material, for suggestive loot, anything / regarding the body. In my sister’s room maybe…