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by Willow Germs I tried to make a homeOut of you. I triedbut I didn’t realizeI’d have to gut you first Out of you, I triedTo build a houseI’d have. To gut you firstWould take more time than I took To build a houseTakes patience and planning, itWould take more time than I tookTo seeContinue reading “The Carpenter’s Daughter’s Song”

by Anna Meister Every morning it’s hard. This part makes me think of India, cardamom cracked. I grind the beans, grind my teeth down to nothing, wait. Sometimes it takes so long. When day old, flush down the toilet. Mud or lightningbugs. So much stronger when he makes it. Hot water on a cold March morning. Single origin. Not your Folgers or whatever.Continue reading “Making Coffee”

by Jeremiah Walton As an artist, when you stare at something blank and think ‘I don’t know what to do’ it’s to hide from theterrifying answer ‘whatever the fuck you want’ Boom bang nada boom Going to see the eye doctor Cause this cigarette means I’m supposed to see better than this Something that ratatatatsContinue reading “Deer Carcass Canvas”

by Suzanne Pearman The fact that tequila sunrises existReminds me of the time when we were in MiamiAnd I was scared that we would fuckBecause I wanted to I haven’t spoken to you sinceBut I’ve drafted emailsI’ve even checked your Google+And no one fucking uses Google+ I guess what I’m trying to say isI’m gladContinue reading “The Art Deco Glow”

Suzanne Pearman Jeremiah Walton Anna Meister Willow Germs Ariana Loss-Cutler Barrett Warner Julia Gaskill Jess Rizkallah Emma Rebholz Maggi Roark Bud Smith Leia Wilson Livia Franchini Anna Binkovitz Nick Bihm Jackie Lutzke Sara Peck Steven Arcieri Kristin Chang

by McKenna Hickock-Washburn i remember laying on the groundby my apartment, yourmouth stirring the spiderseach one of these memoriesmanifests itself as a quickbreath or a clenched fistyou broke a bottlein my kitchen and the spiders moved at the sound. now it all feelslike a dream, we were drunk and i picked the glass out of my feeteachContinue reading “Spider Poem”

by Christian Sammartino Everyone is naked In my dreams. Not the variety of naked You are while having sex On a park bench. The kind of nude you become when Someone decodes the invisible braille of every injury Your body has ever known. A bloodhound that recovers a missing Person is fluent in that language—The peace of home is theirs tonight.Continue reading “True Nakedness”

by Melissa Newman-Evans You sold your heart to the locksmith. Told him anything he found insidebelonged to him. Said the key was too heavy. The mechanisminside, too loud. You wanted something quiet. Something that wouldn’t rattle the bars, or scream on rusted hinges when you pried it open, so you put it on the locksmith’s counterContinue reading “Lucere (to Light)”

by Isabelle Davis this morning i found a rocket ship on my front porch with a note attached it said: Travel to Neptune with this and Be Well. the directions were drawn out on the map in the glove compartment with little hearts instead of dashes as the line from here to there. the rocketContinue reading “Unflying Object”

by Nathan Wade Carter A sharp word from an audience of teeth,sharks are like Americans, always movingto stay what we call alive.Sharks are like men, all teeth,to be avoided unless at a safe distance.You can’t know when they’ll turn on you,prone to frenzy in a shiver. The shark book said they’d eat thingsthat weren’t food.Continue reading “Shark Morgue”