By BRITTANY ROGERS
A cyst ruptures & my stomach is a forest blood
By MICHAEL MONTLACK
13 May 2020
If notions of love are shaped by how our parents loved, or tried, will I be blessed? Or doomed? Never expecting a penthouse at the epicenter […]
21 Apr 2020
By K-MING CHANG
One day I woke up & my grandmother was in the kitchen frying the cricket in a peppered pan & I thought it was better that way, for the cricket to be swallowed & carried inside a body so that it would never know lonely.
He said once: the moon is a man who will marry you someday. At the bay, my wife calls to me in a language he never knew. Her mouth around my name: the moon.
7 Apr 2020
By A ASHLEY
watch branches swing in a sudden gust and watch the leaves rip free, hang on air itself: an estranged fruit.
24 Mar 2020
By AUGUSTA FUNK
in time stillness becomes / both theory and myth
10 Mar 2020
By ERIC MCLAUGHLIN
but current scientific understanding suggests that an unthinkable number of years from now, the universe will come to an end.