Reading Lines

by Mariah Bosch A man in a powder blue suitoffered to tell me my futureon Olive Avenue. When I tried to say no, he said Baby, please,in a way that told me that he might know something thatI didn’t, so I held out my palm. I used to hold out the same palmon the playground for otherContinue reading “Reading Lines”

200 Words About Airports

by Emryse Geye I.I fall in love every time I fly. Leaving Dallas: the medical student wearing headphones and a full headscarf just to forget her be-planed predicament. Above Tucson: the sorority sister with the strawberry hair whose father is waiting at the baggage claim; they leave, arms over shoulders over arms. In Denver. The woman in security: her bright eyes contradictthe softening skin on herContinue reading “200 Words About Airports”

Lucid Dreams of Being Clean

by Tyler Morse may-be tonite’ll be the nite I rinse the dick that’s remained holedup in a ziploc at the foot of another week may-be sadaabe Pisces moon someone at work saysfeedback sandwich and I almostthrow up a leaf or My hands my god today god-heavy today a blownspeaker in the hours’ murky silencecasting fantasy feedback to a wishful bottom-feederContinue reading “Lucid Dreams of Being Clean”

Boat With No Oar

by Nkateko Masinga I circled your bed at midnightchanting love me,then made your silence my poison& died died& still didn’t have you in the brief, bitter afterlife that ensued imagine this wasn’t a dream would you wake upand wade to sea with my soul? would you remember me? broken boatwitch with no coven & no spell book voyeur atContinue reading “Boat With No Oar”

To the Staring Boy on 43rd and Walnut

by Katbug your faceis a silent confessional hair an evolving demarcation of time,so easily broken by the unkind curve of your brow Who sowed your eyes with that disapproval?Is it the same one who put that curve in your nose? Or is that the nose of the warmer months not wasted?a four wheeled slip a skidmarkContinue reading “To the Staring Boy on 43rd and Walnut”