City Planning for the Golden Bunny by Erin Selmer

City Planning for the Glowing BunnyI’m trying to understandhow three linesand then one morecan make a squarethat might become a cube,or the side of a house.He is telling meabout ninety-degree angles,the...

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Two Poems by Sage Yamashita

Blind Spots I remember as a child onceSeeing a mapA replica of an old and ancient map. On the edges of the map were written the...

Two Poems by Susan Scheid

Resilience Even the “R” has curvesbends to the groundreboundsjoins the othersto lead the wayon its thin legs The Jade Belt I feel the scales form.First behind my...

Three Poems by Sandra S. McRae

Winter Solstice We drive in the darkpast the open fieldsinto the neighborhood:Millions of lights on the housesin the trees—the world a-twinkle with hopewhile overhead a...

Four Poems by Azalea Aguilar

Sunday Best he blows dandelions for his babies in the corner store parking lotin their Sunday best, following this morning's sermontheir wishes scatter across the...

I Want to Write About the N-Word by Alina Stefanescu

I want to write about nipples even though no word is safe I write about nipples because they make me uncomfortable and the things I cannot touch with...

Three Poems by Jeanne Griggs

Middle Path, Kenyon College I didn’t know which ones werenasturtiums until after the warmSeptember afternoon I spottedtheir round leaves with orange and yellowflowers on the...

I Want to Write About the N-Word by Alina Stefanescu

I want to write about nipples even though no word is safe I write about nipples because they make me uncomfortable and the things I cannot touch with...

Jodorowsky’s Dune Brings Epic Back by Emilia Brahm

“Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step...

Scoring One Mutual Happiness with Uncle Funsy by Rich O’Meara

Most of the time when I’m making music I’m holding mallets or sticks. My first instrument was my older brother John’s drum set. When I...

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