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Leigh Gorelik the statue she awakens. her ballerina toes are poised, her nose is scrunched – she is – what’s the word – alive. her powder fingertips crease mechanically like a hydraulic press. she has a beating chest with the … Continue reading →

Hannan Khan Love.exe: Connection Failed {Error 404} you leave lost letters like lacerated bread– crumbs– t–h–e–i–n–t–i–m–a–t–e–d–i–s–t–a–n–c–e–b–e–t–w–e–e–n–u–s expands……………………. expands… ………………….expands… until i’m almost hunger with no mouth i gather missing syllables of you hold them on my silent tongue like unswallowed, … Continue reading →

Becky Parker Cry of a Barren Woman Under a rainbow nebula, one April night, where new stars were being birthed; a young woman climbed the mountain with carbuncled feet; denim jumper, knees dirtied with muddied bits of grass and leaves. … Continue reading →

Gretchen Tessmer Lunch Date she walks into his cave carrying a lantern of moonlight a plaid knapsack two ham-and-mustard sandwiches in a crinkly paper bag and some cyan and magenta-colored mud clinging to her space boots “how goes it?” she … Continue reading →

Anna Cates At the Ruins of Sarpedon …………..Perseus son of a god his magic bag shimmers ocean’s edge man of flesh light in winged sandals world’s end fright and horror in a frozen gaze helm of darkness dizzying rattling a … Continue reading →

Brian Hugenbruch …like breaking glass …………Oceans of mirrors— …………the tide rushes toward us …………like breaking glass The waters ebb and flow through a nocturne of lunar pulls and scorching suns turning the silica floating there that used to be a … Continue reading →

Lauren McBride Lost in a Word There’s a word …in the old, old stories ……that meant ………health and shade, growth and food – …before the sun ……expanded and boiled ………the sky, wells went dry, …grass, trees, ……and crops died, ………and … Continue reading →

Noel Sloboda Visitation Nobody knew who invited the banshee to Mother’s wake. But everyone feared asking the hag to leave. Swaddled in blue and black robes caked with clay she hid her face behind crimson and silver locks that glistened in … Continue reading →