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by Allison Hummel Part 1: Untitled It was yesterday or something, when I heard the song playing in a store, asking do I make myself a blessing to everyone I meet? I don’t sing it to myself, exactly, but I do repeat it, metallic gyre, all the day long. In the at-home lab of an electrical engineer,IContinue reading “Rocket”

by Cathleen Allyn Conway The town knows about darkness, the slithered purple that comes on the land when rotation hides the sun.Something gathered, slow and heavy and electric, almost as though the town knows evil is coming, and its shape. From here we can’t see spots on the sun. We know where the roads go and where, howContinue reading “The Rising”

by Aleida M we’re crying in a costco parking lot fiending for that intimacy we once feltbecause every so often we lose it andthen i get depressed when i think you deserve much better sometimes i think i deserve better too most of the time it feels like i am already holding all the good that’s out therelargeContinue reading “we’re on a roller coaster, i’m nauseous but i don’t wanna get off”

by Melissa Eleftherion the ammonite an index of suturesi got tired of cataloging themhermetically sealing little traumasafraid they’d get to know one another go boomlittle mother catastrophes insteadi smashed little rocks to bits in a ditcheach shard a memory released pressurefrom stomach the common burial groundthe cavity of accumulationeach little box coated in dust andContinue reading “Ammonite Sonnet”

by Emily S. Cooper He had created a type of 3d paint,was one of the first things he told us. As we followed him upstairs to his plantfilled apartment, we decided he was lying. It wasn’t long until he told us about Mexico;kidnapped by cartels, held hostage for weeks, his father and grandfather were mercenariesinContinue reading “Marseille”

by Wimpy AF “when you see a mountain coming,get out of it’s way.”my uncle, six-two and oxentold me after clipping my wing. i learn at an early ageto be a black manis to see a black manand fear his size, momentum. to love a black man is to seehis shape and surrender.i lay myself downonContinue reading “Say Uncle”

by Elysia Lucinda Smith My mother calls them phases and maybethat’s an accurate representation becausethey’re lunar, edges of something, the kindof scrambling you do drunk in the dark.It’s a lot of being drunk in the dark. I’m dying to discover myself and finallybe cool. I’m smoking. I’m smoking hot.I’m a smoking gun. I went outContinue reading “HI, I’M OVULATING”

by Joseph S. Pete All soldiers believe Charms in their MREs are foul luck, bad juju,more than just a dark talisman, a virtual death sentence.Patrols have been called off if some dirtbag privatestraight out of basictested fate by peeling open a pack of the generic Jolly Ranchers knockoffs that bring nothing but doom. Everyone on theContinue reading “Charms”

by Zach Blackwood my head is full of blood steamed like latte foampressing open the seams in my skull, burning through folds in my brain like a shot luge. my head is the generating station in the delaware river,developed into luxury condos with beds that fill the whole homes.my head is a smoking suite with smokeContinue reading “whelp (after aziza barnes)”

by Kirwyn Sutherland Klu klux what?I’m a suchA tool for America Hands scraped rawHammered deep into cottonFly up and it rains goldI’m a MidasBut was forced to turnInanimate objects into fortuneTo fields of green pickedOver and rottenI’m a supposedDead used problemBoth birth and demiseAllegedBetween trying to killAnd forgetting aboutI’ma question A poking to see if I writheHowContinue reading “Taunts to the Klan”