because you left a good-bye note written on paper made of mummies.
Read MoreThe Last Kiss by Lawdenmarc Decamora
I stay alive though, sensing velocity
as an ambulance would in a dream—
brisk, accidental. Remember the first time
your little bones cried for milk?
My Country 'Tis: Listening to Ishmael Read by Ru Freeman
this King & Kennedy country
that fast draws
that kills slow
My Country 'Tis: Learning Their Letters by Ru Freeman
the justifiable fears
of waking from an American fantasy of arrival
in places that require defense, let him go.
My Country ‘Tis: Say My Name by Ru Freeman
they
said it was uncivil but not a crime, it is never a crime when
you die; should I begin from the beginning should I add the women,
Renisha, Rekia, Chantel, Tyisha, Yvette, Gabriella, Miriam, Jessica
My Country 'Tis: Love, Philadelphia by Ru Freeman
Rocky is a myth in the air between
us untrue things this American
dream
Two Poems by Rita Mae Reese
I will give him this bird trapped in a doorway,
a mad heart in feathers and pulsing eyes.
Fatality on the Tracks by Patrick Hicks
Molten steel fills my ribcage,
my teeth are barbed-wire,
but the killer bees I want to spit
are stuck on the flypaper of my tongue.
And Now That I Am 51 by Lisa Allen
The women who raised me were plain./ Devout./ Called whores if they rouged their cheeks/
Read MoreScrolls by Miles Liss
Our Breath./ They took what was theirs.
Read Morebliss kids by Aureleo Sans
Children are backlogs / in the isolation tent
Read MoreSometimes Love Looks Like by Edie Meade
It's love in a silent spell/ tinkering in separate rooms
Read MoreRoadkill by Lisa Lopez Smith
...witnessing the necessary work / of decomposing, composting, nature cycling, / until one day...
Read MoreA Name Is a Haunting by Sage Ravenwood
The sound splices my lips in bitten denial
Read MoreMemory Like Form Filling Void by Eli Coyle
Where do things go when in their leaving, /when they're uprooted and carried/ somewhere else?
Read MoreBody (mine) by Amanda Leahy
We supposed / you were / mute, or / dying. We threw you / to / wolves; / they / didn't want / you.
Read MoreSpontaneous Abortion by Nancy Beauregard
shut / off the lights climb back / into bed place a pillow / under your knees ask / forgiveness
Read MoreTwo Poems by Lily Rose Kosmicki
A satisfied end eludes me / The hysteria of locution becomes me / Charred brain crowded and crowned / with fleshy angles feeding / of the mouthparts, crazed
Read MoreThera by Kristian Macaron
I know I am not empty -- life inside me / is grit and blood and a light buried in / sinew which has made me this star
Read MoreThe Old Country by Michele Popadich
whole plums hang rotund from heavenly branches / puckered fruitless / bruised but beloved on the kitchen table /
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