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Poetry
“bastard” and other poems
Dena Igusti
Poetry
anjing my mother calls you. / how dare you defy what god has given you?
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The Salvageman
Rebecca Valley
Poetry
I want to talk to you about awe / what it means to turn / yourself over
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Fruit of the Earth • The Winter the Women Went to Sleep
R. Bratten Weiss
Poetry
I have wasted these curses on minor disappointments.
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Makeshift Borders
Nnadi Samuel
Poetry
retracing frowns is how we forego boundaries, to chase greener passports.
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White Vulture • Random Access Memory
Stuti Pachisia
Poetry
When we raise our hands now, the air is flush / with vacancies.
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Greening
Sneha Subramanian Kanta
Poetry
in the epoch of biodiversity dwindle is a vestigial ritual.
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“May the Stars Guide You Safely Home” and other poems
Jenny Molberg
Poetry
After I call the cops to ask for a protective order / I read about the girlfriend of a serial killer.
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The Cure-All • Plan B May Not Work
Hílda Davis
Poetry
Girl is attacked / in a park near home, and / before running, is called / crazy bitch.
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Piecemeal
Jack Chelgren
Poetry
Today my friend is late / 9 a.m. a cold spell / I go buy a coffee / from a nice coffee shop
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“Other Names You Have Used Since Birth” • A 14-Year-Old Boy Visiting California
Kaya Arnoux
Poetry
a mouth began / in the south east corner / of the continent where / a tribe of teeth / once shared rice
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“for brown girls who once considered themselves” and other poems
Ramya Ramana
Poetry
in 2029, i wake up next to a stranger. / the word husband for us is like paprika — / it adds color.
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“Grave Dressing” and other poems
Erin Slaughter
Poetry
There’s a phrase for it, the way / I’m lately loving like a river / is pressed to my door
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When I Close My Eyes
River 瑩瑩 Dandelion
Poetry
my hair sways long / black streams cascade / down my back / somewhere, skies illuminate after somber rain
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[It is unseemly]
Emilie Menzel
Poetry
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, do /not greet him.
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My Mother Bought Me a Scarf
Keetje Kuipers
Poetry
It came from a catalogue. I opened / the plastic bag inside the plastic bag / and out tumbled fabric fine as flesh.
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