Two Poems

Chris Campanioni

returned as a body   To measure the circulation within my brain G places a transducer to my face, to the flesh above my ear. I like the part before—G’s gloved hand applying a cool gel to my neck, my … Continue reading “Two Poems”

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Two Poems

Jo Barchi

River by Joni Mitchell   Happy holidays angel, from Chicago. Oh how I wish I had a river, that I could skate to you on.  Here’s hoping the snow, never leaks through those boots of yours, to touch your feet, … Continue reading “Two Poems”

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Four Poems

Sophia Dahlin

Cow Lonely Are You? On the internet of wildflowers a white flower is not what I see blue furling dress petal a flower is part dress part animal part vegetable part face an internet a lighted shape of light on … Continue reading “Four Poems”

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Four Poems

Eric Sneathen

North Bay I can’t be near you today When I’m writing I need A universe of space. It’s real When I see among all The boys’ fluttering asses Peeling into the ocean’s White crashing surge. Three Of them are so … Continue reading “Four Poems”

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Eyelines

Stephen Ira

When director Richard Williams set out to make Who Framed Roger Rabbit? in 1988, no one had really attempted anything like it before. Although, of course, people had. If you’re anything like me, for example, you remember the several extraneous … Continue reading “Eyelines”

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Three Poems

Rosie Stockton

Follow Me trauma’d palm trees listening with the crawl space rat’s path toward ashes sniffing the home depot stones & methane drains to contain our watery sex & shit from flooding vice against the vined wire bordering where our pending … Continue reading “Three Poems”

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Three Poems

Brad Flis

Anthropocene The end of the world is so basic. Oh hey there’s Eugene. Hey Eugene! Recently she’s obsessed with death, she says. One death she studies is in manuscript template: Crowbar belle lettrist in a suite of marjoram. I’m sorry … Continue reading “Three Poems”

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Poem

Syd Staiti

today was the day   we were going to make it   all the way over to there   before we knew it—     “they should’ve done it differently”   “it was never there in the first place”   … Continue reading “Poem”

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