by Jeremiah Driver Had a moth seeking shelter found moisture in the dark?
by John Findura Most shark attacks occur ten feet from shore
by Christopher Soto that it is harder to kill something with an identity
by Jill Rosenthal “Too much water” someone said, Because enormous trees don’t just give up And tip over in the night.
by Lucia Stacey My uncle lost his virginity on a merry-go-round at the fair near Pinner Road,
by Lucilena Williams There you are fishing pole tipped over a shoulder, fishing pole in the water, fish on the pole. The blue cliffs, the...
by Alysia Nicole Harris Now, Lithuania, before, Elizabeth New Jersey, before, Rome, My dreams know where you’ll go. You’re not dead, you’re just married. But...
by Marcella Yakalis My father’s heart loves the same way mine does, with slowness, from the deepest corners.
by Matthew Wimberley Just beyond the yard crushed snow left in the shape of craters, grass shoots poking through discarded bones.
by Sal Christ And Chicago seems a long, far ways away to travel to or to love
by J. Scott Brownlee Where can I rest the brief weight of my life except deep in this green, gridded mesh of clover & choke-weed
by Liuyu Chen a cloud holding painful rain waiting for the lightning