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Taylor Hamann Los

Devotion Let the rains come when they will. Let them fillthe copper tub, an oasis forgotten in the garden& remembered in a flash of passion. Let...

Ben Cooper

Mayfly “I’m trying to learn about staying.” -Sarah Brockhaus On the shore—the other     one—no one is listening. The spring     almost failed us again, too timid     to make hush of the leaves. We can...

Harley Chapman

Small Sacrament I recite the psalm of collective holdings, spell your name in hunger pains & lines of wax-spill down my back. Three star-shaped bruises on my sternum appear...

Steven O. Young Jr.

3 o'clock I want to tell you all about the lonesome figure dancing on the edge of my eye, but when I turn, I see you ’ve fallen off, too. Steven O. Young Jr....

Elinor Ann Walker

Cistern In every raindrop,a ghost. In every ghost,a throat, emptied. What drains:a body, tide by tide—appetite,then thirst. Air scissors throughto trickle. Her current runsthrough me, then salt in my mouth, ears.In every...

Cecille Marcato

Raveling and Unraveling Are the Same Thing Most mothers know, will tell you When you see a thread don’t pull;will show you: First tie a...

Catherine DeNunzio

At the Dairy Queen, 1972 It happened as we sat with melting conesin the shade of an aging oak, talking aboutthe boys we had been...

Gabriel Blackmann

Little Knife  After Keorapetse Kgositsile All childlike tenderness, and slender flesh worked to a toughness like stone. Muscles like rolling hills, scenes Schumann could find no solace in. We made...

Allen Means

harvest my father stops calling me honeybecause boys are not sweet they are gravel spilling out of open mouthson the playground and when i start looking more...

Audrey Blanco

Living Alone in a Duplex In a dream I have your handwriting,I dream I cannot stop writing close. At night in bed I listen for my...

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