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"Fall" & "Window sent" by Marisca Pichette
Fall but one time I took a leaf that followed me home from 5th grade and I kept it in a pie dish that was never meant for pie but apple...
Sep 17, 20232 min read


"Yellowjackets" by Chelsea Catherine
for Sinéad O'Connor “This disgusting world broke her and kept on breaking her.” -Shirley Manson Yellowjackets are social wasps feed their...
Sep 17, 20231 min read


"Sandbar, Person Lake" & "Bookworms" by Tim Moder
Sandbar, Person Lake We spent a day in sand between the bottom and the Further shore, dragging tanned feet, swaying in the Sigh of the...
Sep 17, 20231 min read


"No Home for Baby Robins" by KS Palakovic
CW: Abortion There are no birds on the highway. They don’t nest in streetlamps as the metal machines screech past, relentless as weather....
Sep 17, 20231 min read


"Ode to Climate Disruption" by Candice Kelsey
—you wrote about the bluebird. They snapped its neck. Then you wrote about the red-bellied woodpecker. But they plucked its feathers. So...
Sep 3, 20232 min read


"Green" by Aiyana Masla
Aiyana is the author of the chapbook Stone Fruit (Bottlecap Press, 2020). Her poems have appeared in Cordella Press, Thimble Literary...
Sep 3, 20231 min read


"Tiny Reprieves" & "Interpreting Weightlessness" by Kyle Newman
Tiny Reprieves There’s a goldfinch walking in the road daring cars to brake. Highways with faded yellow guardrails cutting through...
Sep 3, 20232 min read


"Scorpio Moon" & "Three Bears" by ally noyes
Scorpio Moon What I have been wanting to hear - I'm not afraid of you. I love the gaping, bottomless pit inside you I will not try to...
Sep 3, 20232 min read


"Family portrait of a passed pawn" & "Aubade" by Eben E. B. Bein
Family portrait of a passed pawn I feel as though my child has died she says but I cannot be dead because I am in check she has chased me...
Sep 3, 20232 min read


"My father is buried where crows can watch over," &...by Lynn Finger
My father is buried where crows can watch over they rattle and grate to the sky. They stand triangular in the sharp pinyon pines: they...
Sep 3, 20232 min read


"Gone" by Amy-Jean Muller
I held your hand when the Rigor mortis set in You were firm with me that day And my heart was soft and malleable As it slipped through...
Sep 3, 20231 min read


"Coaster" & "Neon Summer Rain" by Gwil James Thomas
Coaster. It’s faded somewhat, but something about it has always caught my eye. The grey skyline and traffic, against brown marshland and...
Sep 3, 20231 min read


"Let's / I take this / you out / side", "the swallow", "making money moves"...by d.S. randoL
d.S. randoL (they/them) goes dancing on Friday nights sometimes. They fantasize about successfully harassing neighbors for games of...
Sep 3, 20231 min read


"5 — tan-renga" by Christina Chin & Uchechukwu Onyedikam
grandpa's riverboat comes to a halt— coconut plantation the welcome drums at Ọmambala -- fragrant blossoms the eternal-rose you gave...
Sep 3, 20231 min read


"Waking Up" by Sushant Thapa
The rainfall at 4:30 am Early in the morning. Promised sleep is broken. Glory still intact in the rain. An old house, The roof that acts...
Sep 3, 20231 min read


"Trope Thunder" by Sameen Shakya
Certain tropes are dead. Crumpled up like paper And discarded, fallen off the table, gathering dust In a corner of the room. For example,...
Sep 3, 20231 min read


"At the End" by Gareth Greer
With each straining breath, a part of him is lost, carried from his dying body, infusing in the molecules of the air around us. His face...
Aug 20, 20231 min read


"Antsy" by Hiram Larew
Worms I’m sure lose patience With rocks with moles with each other And weeds too must get antsy sometimes Because of trowels or other...
Aug 20, 20231 min read


"to wherever crows fly", "nothing worse"…..by Tohm Bakela
to wherever crows fly October ended. November rushed in with warm embrace. The autumn world smelled like spring. Deciduous trees stood...
Aug 20, 20233 min read


"I Still Give Myself Grace", "Buttered Toast Memories", & "Your Wing" by Robert J. W.
I Still Give Myself Grace I pour out another non-alcoholic beverage for the suburbia where I used to force my head to lay. The tear...
Aug 20, 20231 min read
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