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DUSTWALKER by STEPH WANG

find the scrapheap. 1998 hardtop jeep wrangler, lapis blue — more of a dirty yves klein now — but really, any old car works. tear it to pieces. scrap metal of the gods. stack armour on armour on skin. chrome grill on car door on collarbone. shred the passenger seat — remember that? where you […]

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WE WON’T BECOME SEA FOAM IN THIS ONE by SHIRLEY WANG

your hair’s wet because we went night swimming the mothlight furring my forehead together and pulsing with the spectral heave of the moon these tides knowing me the way i know myself pensive and cold and slick along the insides. hoarse siren song and the fuzzy swan-curve of my neck the waves carving me into […]

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VERY MUCH NOT A DREAM by LAKE W.

I could hear the bomb tick in your jacket. Between layers of leather, so close to chest. I wouldn’t have noticed if we hadn’t been pushed together on the train. You caught my bags and fall and I had to say thank you, fist making a zero around the metal pole. Now I eat from […]

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MARCH FARMS by LILY TROTTA

In June, we are inside out, mistaken for blooming. We steal apple blossoms, pluck them from low branches like burs from horsetails and braid them through our laces as we do between the trees. We snap stems into hairclips and paint our eyelids orange with pollen, our ankles gray from parched dust that floats on […]

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BASEBALL FIELDS by ANNIE MCQUADE

I want to set my skin on fire but I’m supposed to be at his apartment in an hour when i come across the dress. a long sleeve, four inches above the knee length floral patterned dress. it was hidden away in the back of my small dorm room closet it is hidden with the […]

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VAN GOGH AND VARSITY BASEBALL by SARA BARAC

You know what? I like you. I confess this to you in English, staring at the back of your dreadfully empty chair. Yes, I write you notes. Page 1: In art class you told me that watercolor painting was less painting and more making mistakes and being proud of them. You have hairy arms and […]

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MUNG BEAN CHILD by MINYING HUANG

凉粉: cold noodles best served on hot summer days. I watch 妈妈 dip her hands into silver bowl, scoop starch, chase a village long-gone; and I want to hug her but her hands are tied, her apron is tied, her feet are tired – of standing on lands not made for legs bent under weight of loss […]

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VOICEMAILS I LEFT MYSELF ON 10/9/16 by ELISA LUNA-ADY

[12:13AM] revolution is a self-taught language and i’ve always been multilingual. [1:38AM] some rot can be cut away with a fruit knife. [6:54AM] most mold cannot. [7:01AM] pick up. please. [7:10AM] there will be supermoons and moths with funny names to look forward to someday soon (atlas moth, comet moth, death’s-head hawkmoth, emperor gum moth, […]

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UPPER LAKE 10-31-16 by SARAH DAUER

on some days i am not birthed on others i am lake ripples dragging my ring finger over your thigh these nights i dream in anaphora, on some moons i am catharsis on others i am dry, swaying tree branch you remind me of cinnamon & on some thoughts i cannot help but cry because […]

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TFW HE’S DIRT by SARAH DAUER

i am tangled in the textured cracks of your cinnamon swirl palms so i crinkle up our poetry into an atom i am chipped nail polish painted over i am pushing the pebbles deeper into the earth with the heel of my knock-offs you are the dark splotches where the columns meet the ceiling, like […]

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SAND CRAWLERS PT. 1 by DANI PLANER

figure 1: and you were talking about fucking on the beach (about having sex on the beach) and i was reading everything you said choking on sandwiches constantly choking on things going down the wrong way and coming up as something more filled with feelings than i meant to ever really feel and you were […]

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NORTHWEST PASSAGE by NATASHA BURGE

Concertina clavicles, you shrug and knitting needles escape flesh. Much genuflecting will follow. Alight, we shuck oysters and lick pearls. This is making love. This is the Northwest Passage. This is the loose thread that preludes hallucination. Imprisoned in nomenclature, you are unbridled and scathing. I wait for the word. One word and the sea […]

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MOOD: ANXIOUS by DANIELLE CORCIONE

mood: anxious mood: waiting for your friend at the bus station mood: wandering aimlessly while eating a Cliff bar mood: “are you looking for Transit or Rail?” mood: soldiers in camouflage hovering mood: that aren’t traveling mood: getting too hot from wearing a jacket you don’t want to take off and lose mood: afraid of […]

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NOTES ON TENDERNESS by KIKI NICOLE

i. & i once knew a Truthi swallowed it whole after we fuckedhow it crept thru on the down low,real slick,thick & heavy & embarrassing.love looked at me & exhaledgushed a song out of their mouth all“didn’t u like it?”i wanted to say it was all i had to live on.instead i lingered in the […]

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GOD GIVES AN ELEGY by DIANA KHONG

my white willow name is doctor, creator of cold sheets, levee raiser as i kiss cheek & child, i am softer in my own hands, but hard as light parsed through a man’s lens       to empty cement giants and husk men       i have left retrograding, i am sorry under my heel: rainwater, my toe: typhoon […]

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& SO I CLIMBED by EKİN AYDOĞDU

& so i climbed the fig tree in my grandparent’s backyard, so i sat there the entire summer of  my sixteenth year, ate nothing but figs –                unripe, overripe, hard, soft, juicy,                sweet, sticky, cracked open like my       […]

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BLUE SHIRT MAN by URVI KUMBHAT

Raindrops gathered on my nose like a piercing. It was that just awake, yawning Delhi rain Leaving me not quite wet not quite dry I am quite honestly lost in these gullies Rain has that faraway look in my eye quality— It scoops out my soul and scatters it in the dirt. Swanky house Block […]

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DUST BOWL by STEVEN CHUNG

I travel westward to reach earlier time zones. Cross a line and I am an hour younger, though my body doesn’t know it. I will extend my life this way: by crossing borders. My ancestors did the same because they knew that the only hometown is the skin,

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ENTOMOLOGY by IAN HILL

A blush of night-bloom. That exquisite last word. In the type of family that could afford To fall apart, a young girl grows More hands than things to cling to. She’s Just thumbnail innocence, motel white Wallpaper thighs and perforated silence In glitter flecked too-open hands.

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COGNITIVE BEHAVIOUR THERAPY (CBT) by SAMANTHA CHEH

I sometimes wonder how, when I am not paying attention, from behind me, like a cinematic ghost, you creep back into the creases of my skin, where the sister-parts of my arms meet, the length of them seeming to break in two. Stiff like joss sticks burning down to ash, propped up in bricks laid […]

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THE GREAT PACIFIC GARBAGE PATCH AND OTHER NICETIES” by ALISON GRAHAM

I was the fishes’ lungs, the earrings                                                                                            1 on your daughter and polyphonic you were checking the time. – a hell of a way to go, uprooting leg hair                                                                                                3 and the picnic plate tongued by flies. When the news called me exceptional they spoke into a microphone of me: the […]

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DISAPPEARING IN BEACON HILL by CHRISTIE WEST

You are    a hitchhiker’s brainwash,    a negative gasmask,    a pair of waiting hands       vacant everywhere       You are a hoarder of ridges,    a concave risk, heartsick and    craving bludgeon exchange    in a room of soundless piano keys, pushed in. Lonely carnivore, with a dirty forehead   a mouth of murder. You beautiful handsaw,    ripping my roots to […]

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BODY SAY WHAT IT FEELS LIKE by CHRISTIE WEST

being touched in a charged body by       accident bounces bones enough to shed dead skin and leave flesh behind to finagle steady breath without a frame       of mind barely attached to a torso dangling out of the car window even if hanging on means swallowing       the one-winged mosquitos or pounding a steak until the vessels […]

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SPLATTER by CHRISTIE WEST

—– Christie West is a 20 yr old junior at Emerson College, where (she / they) created a major in Performance Poetry. She doesn’t care what your parents think of her tattoos. Her favorite things are: cats, bread, and women. Two she’s allergic to, one is out to get her. If she can’t change the […]

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MISDIAL TONE by CHRISTIE WEST

hi you might like the way the moon looks will you go outside and see for yourself put the phone down first open the door then close it take however long you need to make up your mind if you don’t come back before time runs out i won’t blame you doesn’t it look like […]

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COVET by LAUREN MILICI

you kept my amethyst in your jacket / so I put a new piece of citrine in your palm / we sit at the bar & talk about cemeteries / tell me about your father again / talk about New York / that one time you were onstage dripping with blood & your best friend […]

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QUEER (IN RETROSPECT) by AUDREY T. CARROL

15 and she invited me to sleep over at her place minimal adult supervision hours one and two dedicated to mocking a children’s movie because we were not children she let me test drive her violin, first string instrument I ever touched, told me my instinct by way of heritage

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