by Nnadi Samuel
Casualties
retracing frowns is how we forego boundaries, to chase greener passports.on the counter, brittle flesh sit beside waste bi... Read More.
White Vulture
When we raise our hands now, the air is flushwith vacancies. Shapelessness cuts with jagged edges,And we are waiting for something to hol... Read More.
May the Stars Guide You Safely Home
After I call the cops to ask for a protective orderI read about the girlfriend of a serial killer. What she knew,
wha... Read More.
by Jack Chelgren
Today my friend is late9 a.m. a cold spellI go buy a coffeefrom a nice coffee shopwhose walls have a mapexplaining the DirectRelations... Read More.
“Other Names You Have Used Since Birth”
Family Name: 柯
a mouth beganin the south east cornerof the continent wherea tribe of teethonce shared rice un... Read More.
for brown girls who once considered themselves
an erasure from BBC’s news article Nusrat Jahan Rafi: Burned to Death for Reporting Sexual Harassment&n... Read More.
Grave Dressing
There’s a phrase for it, the wayI’m lately loving like a river
is pressed to my door With frightening ease I’ve shot sparrows for food
I did ... Read More.
by Huiying B. Chan
Huiying B. Chan is a creative writer, cultural organizer, and facilitator from New York City. Their body of work centers migrat... Read More.
by Emilie Menzel
It is unseemly to blow your nose into a tablecloth. If you share a
bed with another man, keep still. If you pass a person pissing, ... Read More.
by Keetje Kuipers
It came from a catalogue. I openedthe plastic bag inside the plastic bag
and out tumbled fabric fine as flesh.From the hem hung a thread I tho... Read More.
In a Diner at Great Sand Dunes Oasis, Colorado
The chalk taste of prescription pill washed downwith too-sweet lemonade. I only take it
because ... Read More.
vanishing aubade
O bobolink. The bobolink is deadat my door — found leaving my apartmentto school then to work. After some searching, I guess it’s a bo... Read More.
The Sound of Roots
We come from the mountains, we have wolfin our blood, we have pinebarb. It is our cabinteeth,we have shotguncousins and dirtdress babiesa... Read More.
In the Beginning I Am Not
your body.
& so I hear
in the beginning I am not
12 & I hear hips swinging a wide bridge
a chorus swelling in the bass
of my ... Read More.
