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The Unfolding by Matthew Ratz

The Unfolding A flower blooming is the unfolding of all it could have ever been, its insides bellow outward; its potential is birthed under the...

Two Poems by Andi Myles

Fully Known Other universes seep through the cracks in my walls and for a moment my favorite color is no longer blue but the orange of my kitchen...

Two Poems by Timothy Hudenburg

promise & debris remember friendwe are fallenthough nature has kept her word you set your sailsfreedom you believedwas the ability to move, maneuver what the word meantset...

Two Poems by Lora Berg

Bakekujira All we could see of Bakekujira was the skeletonhe floated in, when that ghost whale breached the brine. Cosmic blue eels writhed inside him;royal crested...

Four Poems by Raymond Luczak

SURGERY: 1977 Flickering between memory and nightmare,I was gurneyed from my hospital room,my body weighed down with a heavy blanketsince it was still winter in...

Merely a Woman, Yet a Force to Be Reckoned With by Berita Nibigira

Our communities and societies often see merely a woman in you. But what they do not see is that we are a force to...

Two Poems by CL Bledsoe

Eulogyafter a song by Tool If I can’t cry for you, how can I cryfor myself? Someday, they’ll find you,lightning burned tongue, wings long pawned,liver...

Two Poems by Jessica Genia Simon

Preserves I have an urge to preservetoday, boil the remaining fruitsto their sticky sugars, remove the pits and seeds, smash fleshadd pectin and lemon juice, pourand...

Cheese by Chloe Yelena Miller

Cheesefor L. C. I want to write you a friendship poembut it wants clichés:calls in the middle of the night,laughs over a late drink. Instead there’s...

Four Poems by Craig Flaherty

audience my brain guides the fingers each a handpatterns sequences of line hardly a chordfor or against and the surprising key change my eye leads scouts...

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Time Is Plastic by Jay Ulfelder

TIME IS PLASTIC Time is plastic, but not like Lego—more like taffy. Toss whole seconds aside, or ..stretch.one. . . . out. Francesca and I...

Two Poems by Sid Gold

POULTICEWhen you have looked elsewherefor answers—the spider’s web,the empty hive, the rotted log,beneath the unturned stone—ask yourself what you haveneglected. Do not lamentthat what...

Violin Plays by Adele Brown

Violin Plays She holds on tight to bow and strings, yet,it is her body, curving and rounding,on inner caverns that gives musicits beginnings:  Soaked in...
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