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the day we had plans / the day you were gone

by d.S. randoL VOICEMAIL POEMS · The Day We Had Plans / The Day You Were Gone" by dS RandoL d.S. randoL (she/her) is a delicate flower, a slam-dancer on the east coast. As well as poetry, she also has an eerie acoustic EP out, called Guitar Knots, on all streaming platforms. She is publishedContinue reading “the day we had plans / the day you were gone”

Restoration

by John Muro VOICEMAIL POEMS · "Restoration" by John Muro Wanting for warmth, evening’swonderstruck and has folded inupon itself and, in the darkness,snow’s falling in deafening silence,flake upon flake upon frenetic flakelaundering the air with a willto soften the world’s hard edgesand bring abundance and beautyback into this world, obliteratingbleakness, ghosting the landscape,rounding out theContinue reading “Restoration”

Night Moves

by Maya Sol Levy VOICEMAIL POEMS · "Night Moves" by Maya Sol Levy Maya Sol Levy’s work has appeared both in print and online, with publications including The Poetry Project’s Footnotes, Wendy’s Subway’s Endless Playlist Series, HAD, Hoot Magazine, and others. She has worked on editorial teams at Gasher Journal and iteratio Journal. Maya is an MFA candidate in Writing at PrattContinue reading “Night Moves”

From the Woman Who Punched SZA in her “Broken Clocks” Music Video

by Nnenna Loveth VOICEMAIL POEMS · "From the Woman who Punched SZA in her Broken Clocks Music Video" by Nnenna Loveth Borrowing lyrics from The Weekend by SZA And she’s over there talkin’ ‘bout– My man is my man, is your manheard it’s her man too. Can you believe it? My baby? I think actuallyContinue reading “From the Woman Who Punched SZA in her “Broken Clocks” Music Video”

Born

by Allison Mei-Li VOICEMAIL POEMS · "Born" by Allison Mei-Li I limped around the house,bruised and milk-stained,while my mother whiskedaround the kitchen, steepingteas of ginger and cinnamon,hibiscus, dark as blood—her tonic to heal my body. When I wasn’t marvelingat the rise and fall of the baby’s chest,I was worrying myself into a winter.Every sunset broughtContinue reading “Born”

Anyway*

by Parker Logan VOICEMAIL POEMS · "Anyway" by Parker Logan after Dorothy Chan             Girl, you’re a slapdash shot of tequila, aren’t ya, in your overalls             and cowboy boots. Don’t you know this isn’t the place? I love the way             you run the edge of your nail across                         the bottom of myContinue reading “Anyway*”