Three 
​by Sean Thomas Dougherty

​When I was about 19 years, / I recall this summer night / I put this Etta James cassette / on my Sony Walkman / & took a bottle of wine / I stole underage from the packy store ...
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Two
​​​by Iain Britton

sometimes i feel stuck in the foreplay of a warm vaporous dream / * / i’m fascinated by this detachment of being – not being / i crave for new sounds – for intakes of fresh air – for / living off the edge of a clock ...​

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As    It    Is
​by David Ruekberg

Some men have discovered the secret / of power is to simply disregard the / rules. One takes his woman securely / by the throat as if it were her job / and pays her well for it. One sweep / of his baton and the forests flame ...

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Four
by Loisa Fenichell

Come dusk, the field makes the sound / of a vanishing. I cut through, feeling / just like a waste below the pinkish clouds / that dangle without any language. / Last night, was told that language makes / the world. Tonight, the world makes the line ...

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Two
​by Lesle Lewis

What is the self but an idea of self? / Or two flutes and a harp. / Is truth better than belief? / Or electric guitars? / You’re making it up and making it real. / The tall, shiny icicles become moons or medicines. / One thing becomes another so easily ...​

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carnivorous    plants
by Eric Adamson​

when a victim is identified it is only in the post / mortem that confirmation can occur. mollusks, / spiders, birds all enjoy alike the sweet sugar of a / pitcher plant, completely lacking self-awareness. / the truth is ​carnivory thrives in uncertainty ...

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Ocean    House
by Stephano Pereira

The front door bursts open / ocean waves gush into the house / and beyond it /  the sky is a clean cerulean / touched by a diamond air ...

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Conversations    with    the    Neighborhood    Girl
​by Vanessa Niu

I know what love is. / It hides under the endless growing space under my bed, / pulsing like a second, mechanical heart of mine. / It is my nature to love, although falsely, at a distance ...

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On   How    to    Be    Free    in    the    World
by Jocelyn Ulevicus

I don’t want to be held back any longer—​ / I want to float / in the atmosphere with the darlings / I slaughtered, ringed with marigolds / my dark hair / ringing with blackbirds, / with stars / in my throat ...
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Excerpts    (adapted)
by Simone Weil

Decreation: to make something created pass into the uncreated. / Destruction: to make something created pass into nothingness. / A blameworthy substitute for decreation. Creation is an act of love / and it is perpetual ...

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Two
by Matthew Woodman

a sconced frieze fingering geologic time / a print exposing the empiric impulse / to impose /     / frame / into recognizable focus / an emergence of torsos and tendons / from shrouds of ash a protrusion / that dares us not to say / face ...

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Five
​by Christina Pugh

Every pin is a tender path. / Every arrow begins to sew. / The skin, not the mind, creates the soul ...


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Bird    Calendar    (Earth    List)
​by Kate Fagan

​Eastern koel / January companion / in the vertical air / Sulphur-crested cockatoo / February rises like / a burning mantle / Brown thornbill / March folds away its songs / while sap falls ...
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Three
by Kellam Ayres

Even in August, a chill. / Boxes stacked on the painted pine floor. / Sheets pulled over the wingbacks, the sofa. / The door closed after letting in the last / of the room’s good air. / Years ago I burned here ...
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Three
by Jacqueline Kolosov

In death they float, and so became known / as the “right” whales. Escalating now, their vanishing. By day / the remaining few brave ships, nets. Ahab said the eyes / define the face of man. What of a whale’s eyes? / Theirs capture the light, too ...

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Pavlov's    Dogs
by Brian Culhane

In the midst of his famed experiments / (buzzer or tuning fork, food, salivation), / the Neva one night overflowed its banks / and the basement lab filled with icy water / as Pavlov’s dogs fruitlessly sought escape / from a tide they could hear and scent ...

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Broken    Words
by Barrett Ahn

Shakes hand shakes head / long journey before words out of mouth / (use hands and eyes to convey meaning / wave around / gesture frantically / be emphatic on the tones I know) ...
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Three
by Daniel Nemo

Let us rest a little. / There is much to take in here. After a long process of disintegration, / rootedness. The life instinct exceeds bounds and gives off sparks / flashover of anti-form / before it breaks free / without recall. / To break free / will take a lifetime ...

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The    Inside    Twitch
by Robert Okaji

Of leaving: nothing ever lasts / but odd habits and those rancid / bits of love’s lonely power grid / held hostage. Having survived blasts / of rage, battered enthusiasts / patch their holes and hope to mend ...
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So    I    Am    Little
by Hasham Khalid

​And madness is like a discus / bolting and tearing the space with burgeoning circumference. / I have kept my little / And in keeping my little, found / all that is little is like me. / All that looks curious, / All that keeps waiting ...

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