Eric Cortez by Paul Hlava Ceballos In a lineage of effects,proud scrapper who threw fists to foolsthat dissed us little ones, you failedonly what teachers made you do, and thrived in gripped communion ofbackyard weight bench where a head nodwas more than history gave...
On Past Suicidal Ideations by Annie Przypyszny At the Calvert Marine Museum in Solomons, Maryland,there’s a model of a Carcharocles megalodon skeleton.It’s thirty-seven feet long, suspended from the ceiling by strong, thin wires, the wall behind it imitatingthe blue...
Three Ghazals: an Elegy by Leah C Scott 1. On a Mountain in GuanajuatoThe river was cool, high altitude air and green mossbeneath my hips. Silver stone, silt and clean mossbeneath your palms. You, bowed over me: arco irisin the wet sun. Your body: of water, of lean...
Omphalos : Epoch by Kelly Weber Who taught you stars are just milk, sweating?Who taught your body to unfold? Behind the latched coal of your mouthis the girl who pushed down the boywho told you that you were not strong. Today you do not have to feel nice.You can barb...
214 West Euclid Ave by Madeline Vosch His cigarettes were on the floor so I took them. I went to the backyard. Once, last winter, I shoveled snow into the carton and put it back next to where he was sleeping on the couch. That day, it was hot and there wasn’t even a...
