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Poetry
in order to separate or purify & other poems
Annie Virginia
Poetry
“but too you ran scissors / up and down the powerlines / so the calls never made sense /until the static of ashes proved / my mother right”
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before you’re gone & other poems
Allen Means
Poetry
“my flowers have obituaries with names that don’t match them and goodbyes that are wrong.”
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A Tribute to Target Pride Merch
Danielle Cowan
Poetry
“No hables con her sobre this subject / Porque part of me is scared to complicate / Our memories compartimo”
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For the Moment
Alice Liang
Hybrid
,
Poetry
“How is it that my memories exist in English from a time before I knew that language?”
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To You, Who I Try to Meet Beyond the Boundaries of Names & other poems
Anna Flores
Poetry
“I near-remember and sometimes dream of standing in the morning shadow of this large looming thing, where even my hand in my mother’s feels cold.”
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No Longer Shall We Mistake the Map for the Territory
basalt i.h.
Poetry
“Long live the time beneath minerals, beneath runways and concrete and stainless steel docks.”
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A Poem is Not & other poems
Sanna Wani
Poetry
“A tree’s wounds never heal, he reminds me, another fact from another day.”
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Gallery
Tobi Kassim
Poetry
“A line is a crack asserting itself / The starred edges of a scar flare under my skin’s continuity”
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Questions On When We’re Asked to See A Person & other poems
Aída Esmeralda
Hybrid
,
Poetry
“Consider on the horizon: / Where are the persons made up in the language?”
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I Turn on
Democracy Now!
to Hear
Kurt David
Poetry
Amy’s finally cleared up whatever’s been stuck in her throat.
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fictional finalism
Kathy Jiang
Poetry
maryland turns into my mother’s favorite place.
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First Fried Chicken at the University of Michigan
Christian Hooper
Poetry
I tore through the Target, Hurricane Hooper hellbent / on proving that his skin was / crisp enough
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{}s of history • crush conference & craft lessons on the moon
Jessica Yuru Zhou
Poetry
At the beginning of my future is me. At the end of my past, also me.
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Mourning — Landscape
Mo Fowler
Poetry
We’ve come to Des Moines for the funeral. Fitting / place: I’ve driven through every time I was leaving home to live / somewhere new.
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Janamaz
Sara Bawany
Poetry
The finest strand of dark green yarn / masquerades itself an accessory / wispy and frayed
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