Supermarket Baby | Juliet Simon
The biggest betrayal I ever met I handled like an infant at the supermarket wailing down aisles, bawling tears of denial tearing down...
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- Sep 9
- 1 min
child | Katie Rotella
the windows of the train are cloudy: scratches and water stains blur the surface—it’s just like watching an old television, except there...
- Aug 15
- 1 min
In Line at Eden, 1989 | Adriana Stimola | 1st Place Poetry Contest Winner
I remember buying basil with my mother. At the counter I swam in time too small for weekday nets to catch— where it’s wrists wearing...
- Aug 15
- 1 min
As If Deep Rest Were a Lottery Ticket | Ellen Skilton | 2nd Place Poetry Contest Winner
When she taught me to swim, she said, only breathe if you absolutely have to — as if oxygen was not needed to live. I often feel like a...
- Aug 15
- 1 min
My Sister’s Life Sinks on the Day of the Titanic’s Anniversary | Cynthia Pratt | 3rd Place Poetry Contest Winner
The hue of her wooden frame turned cerulean after her husband left. Blue now covers the heart’s jagged rock limbs. She becomes a skiff...
- Aug 4
- 1 min
My Girlfriend and I Come From a Small Town | Bellamy Rump
A sigh creates St. Helens’ ash swallowing weeks old milk and grandpa’s leather recliner into the heart of a midwest false-spring...
- Aug 1
- 1 min
Cleolynne | Lee Varon
You were God’s messenger—ethereal creation, the first lesbian I knew besides Shelly Guy, who had a butterfly tattooed on her wrist at a...
- Jul 26
- 1 min
Bedside | Miree Antar
A common nook— A girl and her bed and her pillows, Where shrines collect at the bottom of the bed, Piled-up books—hundreds of them. But...
- Jul 17
- 1 min
The Girl Who Pitied Herself | Margaret D. Stetz
into her hair thick white library paste smeared into her face daddy long-legs shaken into her fist snot-coated tissues shoved and...
- Jul 8
- 2 min
My Younger Self My Wound | Izze Goldberg
After Natalie Diaz She was calling for me in the night-light-free bedroom the one she spends most of her time in. When they came to her...
- Jun 29
- 2 min
Shosholoza | Blake Harrsch
The engines. The buses. The bustle. A December Monday with students eager to be released. Above, snowflakes eager to erupt. Like candy in...
- Jun 26
- 1 min
Strawberry Acai | Sara Thompson
I take a sip of bright pink, speckled with seeds, it’s sweet taste prickling against my tongue, and I am reminded of our freckled noses....
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