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Jun 23, 20241 min read
poem in which my body and I are toxic lovers | Selena Zhang
she wonders if I would love her were she ugly; ravished in a fire/gored by wild hounds/broken in half to protect me, I find myself unable...
Jun 17, 20242 min read
Temperance | Amanda Myrtakis
On the second and final date, I help you fold your laundry. You ask me if I’ve ever worked retail, because I’m impressively good at this,...
Jun 14, 20241 min read
Green Is My Favorite Color but Brighter Than You’d Think | Savanna Frances Grinspun
every woman wants to own a bookstore café by the beach emergency exit the market saturation of a dream in which everything is everything...
Jun 5, 20241 min read
I surely deserve it | Ursula Shepherd
A long languid breakfast pancakes with sausages blueberries dripping in honey-rich syrup oh, I surely deserve it — luscious black coffee...
Jun 2, 20241 min read
In the beginning, she was very old | Bianca Pina
She carried her mother's pain as a dolly stroking its face, whispering hush in its ear. She unclipped her purse and emptied handfuls of...
May 30, 20241 min read
Problem Solving | Hannah Page
As a shell-shocked shell-shaped whorl of a girl, I rock forward into your arms like falling off something, a logor a jigger filled with...
May 24, 20241 min read
Chew on that, why don’t you? | Kristen Bales
I roll your indecency on my tongue. Like a wad of gum. Something to chew on, And then spit out. But the aftertaste, Fresh and stinging as...
May 21, 20242 min read
Too Young | Lex Marie
They like to tell me I’m too young to sit with them at dinnertime I’m seventeen — grouped with kids who crack suicide jokes and laugh...
May 15, 20243 min read
The Griffin | Kara Melissa
The griffin, griffon, or gryphon is a legendary creature with the body, tail, and back legs of a lion; the head and wings of an eagle;...
May 12, 20241 min read
emotional labor (a Sunday evening) | Emma Zuder
how is it that i make clean and put away the dishes? dirty-clean laundry piles up on the creaky wooden slab, day-old groceries patient in...
May 6, 20241 min read
Rot | Caitlin Featherstone-Priester
I take a melon baller to my heart and            scrape out bits of you,           all rotted-under and   sickish sweet and warm....
May 4, 20241 min read
Fisherman | Hannah Maiorano | 1st Place Poetry Contest Winner
I spread my hair across the ocean of your skin and cast it out upon the wide open bed. A net of brown fibres and knotted curls. The...
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