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Two Poems by Sofia Reyes

El Jorobado I hate talking to a beautiful man.It’s like trying to talk to the statue of David. Every inch of him is crafted,to form...

My Greatest Performance by Taylor Kovach

My Greatest Performance Long hair, curled to perfection, 5am sharp Pink frilly dresses and sparkly eye shadow American Eagle skinny jeans Peach Aeropostale shirts Magenta belt wrapped around hips After...

Three Poems by Kristin Kowalski Ferragut

Alive on Cuckold Creek I My thalassophobic daughter monitorsmy adventures. I’m known to cross unfamiliarwaters, over my head, with wind, stinginginvertebrates, and at times little...

Two Poems by Allan Ebert

RAINY DAY SOULSONG It’s time to quietthe jealous pastfind new stormsto rile our bloodone eyeon tomorrowthe other, wiseto yesterdaysharp as diamondsand the sky openedto the...

Two Poems by Jonathan Lewis

Red-eye Wake up in harsh lighting,startled by an announcement.There is a sudden shift fromeight hours of sittingto scurrying about your seat.Pull bags down from bins,drag...

Two Poems by Scott Ferry

dear tiny flowers i know you are weeds and i would kill youwithout mercy if you were in my yardbut this is not my space...

Two Poems by Sandra McRae

Beaver Moon Eclipse I will love youlong after this soft pearl of a moonis swallowed by the shadow of the earth.Look how she mouths the...

Only the Forest Remembers by Andre F. Peltier

Only the Forest Remembers Only the forest remembersand us.The sturdy, low boughsheld us in our youthas we climbed.The upper twigs swayedand bent in the wind.From...

Two Poems by Faith Cotter

for a leucistic barred owl One afternoon, I found a snow-white barred owl lying prostrate atthe base of a pine tree.She was the most solemn,most...

Five Poems by Ellen Aronofsky Cole

The Swarm 1.The buzz comes again this morning,too familiar, a tingling in my buttocksand back, my middle, my ribs.Bees inhabit my body. A poet I know...

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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...