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Emilie Kneifel
Emilie Kneifel
rainmannequins
folded mountain
body of feathers
a knife goes wild
winterward crow
naked love poems
is wearing a hawk
light from a cage
a door in a mirror
rain-harvesting
Réka Nyitrai
This world sings
ctrl/alt/del us
def Everything:
feed me more pain
Winter hides all
lost inside this
Another mistake
emotional debts
you gave nothing
Gethsemane lost
Breathing you in
Jason Freston
Under Moonwatch
Peonies beating
against the wind.
Her sideways eye
blinking slowly.
I, another animal,
and all of my furs.
Too much time not
spent on my heart
unfolding again:
yes, a season of no
accordance with
my own body, grown
to open its mouth
in a glossy light.
Taylor Brunson
my tears hurt
secret world
dancing love
stress is loud.
ravens songs
aching loves.
Lind M. Crate
Block
Interlude doubt
Brainy crackles
Word wilt hustle
As fountains out
You at your sprig
Drying thistles
Limping hackles
Bleeding spring.
Blunt Lungo morn
Promises rising
Wrinkle the pond
On Jupiter's moon—
Write to writing
Smallest in fame.
Gary Griffith
new moon old tune
lowtide promise
daymoon balloon
unlikely shadow
bongos euphoria
suburban djembe
ghostly marimba
muddled thunder
Tom Bierovic
Amanda Earl
Amanda Earl
Amanda Earl
Amanda Earl
Amanda Earl
Amanda Earl
Count Er Act Char
and happen again
cause s intimacy
from tomb to zoom
rife around fire
negative to this
warwickian thin
Miles Forrester
pineapple pizza
dadi's achilles
exposed, unseen
Rose Tuong
jealous of birds
blatant boy band
italic type sets
suspicious bird
flyings amazing
smiling is tough
Josh Finkelman
us like new bread
you, slice of day
i, buttered open
Terrence Abrahams
first class male
nutrition facts
contains 0 juice
“could be worse”
dogshit dogshit
weathers better
n.e. matriarchs
go do a kickflip
crow j norlander
flow&ebb&flow&
gratefulnesses
scandelabratas
song of the alive
nervelightings
a blown gold rose
felicitaciones
ebb&flow&ebb&f
prison jeweller
canoe canuteist
mouldiwarp king
loftier cleaner
chimney sweeper
Emily Dickinson
Geraldine Clarkson
Geraldine Clarkson
Geraldine Clarkson
Geraldine Clarkson
lone bright eyes
saddened lepers
p.m. refrigerator
(encircle)digits
private darkness
daily wind smile
captive elk walk
solo silo parade
bargaining lips
graves save face
patience and her
where one will be
remembered lust
forgotten shine
Serena Watanabe
Remote, Teaching.
Remote, Learning?
Kate Wooley
vilified poetry
one of a kind sale
lifetime search
palate cleanser
exfoliating pun
content warning
with best regard
William Davis
house seventeen
backlit windows/
she teases bloom
from the hanging
baskets/ perform/
leaves it behind.
so what moves you?
is it stress? is it
a backlit window
or a box of free xx
you leave behind?
airplane traces
power lines into
treetops/ nd soon,
i fly away, o glory.
Hannah Lamb-Vines
The Rum Keg Girl – Before
All she wanted to
do was sail to far
away England, for
Mother told many
a story about the
world across the
pond. Father took
her by merchant’s
ship. Once docked,
he crouched down
and gently spoke
to her, If cobbles
could talk, they’d
tell stories, too.
Melissa Ashley Hernandez
The Rum Keg Girl – After
A couple of weeks
into home-voyage
brought to her an
illness that she
could not dispel.
Granted eternal
rest; little girl,
barely ten. Sworn
to bring her home,
Father gingerly
lowered her body
into a Rum Keg. How
Mother agonized,
words cannot say.
Melissa Ashley Hernandez
The Rum Keg Girl – After the After
Buried in a keg of
rum, under the oak
canopy in the old
church cemetery,
lies a young girl,
barely ten years
before sickness
claimed her body.
Toys left for her
on her headstone
move in the night
by ghostly hands,
a thanks from the
tiny Rum Keg Girl.
Melissa Ashley Hernandez
EIGHT MINISON:
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Gary Barwin