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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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A Simple Machine by Eric W. Schramm

A Simple MachineThe noose that was used to hang John Brown is allegedly in the permanent collection at the Massachusetts Historical Society. Frayed and wild...

Three Poems by Reginald Harris

Untitled: On the Bus (A) Black men (man) glance (s)at each other (me)then quickly look (s) away.A quick check (-ing out),a look to size (each...

Éramos varias mujeres/We were several women by Guadalupe Ángela translated into English by Yael Kiken

The following poem was translated from Zarpamos, a selection ofpoems by the Oaxacan poet Guadalupe Ángela, translated from Spanishinto English by Yael Kiken. This...
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