By MEGAN MERCHANT
This body / of sags, ironing / the art of happy.
By HALA ALYAN
By JESSALYN MAGUIRE
6 Dec 2017
By EMILIA PHILIPS
aphasia of detail
Here I stand on the street
15 Nov 2017
By HAJJAR BABAN
& our home, a distant city of kings / mostly boys, & some other, / creature.
1 Nov 2017
By JAZ SUFI
Here is when I hear its syncopated hatching.
I see the blood and think it wine,
I wonder if she will lick it from the floor,
suck the dye back out from the egg.
18 Oct 2017
By SHARON LIN
and my grandmother would hold /
out her hand to catch the dewdrops /
falling from the sky /
her voice was drowned out long ago
4 Oct 2017
By MICHAEL WASSON
As if to say this will change / everything for you / —& you will live / here, scraping / the walls / of my ribs as you grow.
20 Sep 2017
By SARA BORJAS
I miss things, but I don't say it anymore. My palms
are turned down against gusts taking themselves away.