Poetry
The World I Can’t Remember is Now by Lauren Camp
Look how we adjust to such up and leaving. Though I remember porcelain, soil, less flesh, I have to reach backward to do so.
Poetry
Poetry
Hoofprints by Lisa Raatikainen
Between the drifts whitetail outline a broken geometry— a pattern like the glyphs that guide a woman’s scissors
Poetry
I Was Not a Tender Lover by Michelle Hulan
He said I’d die ten times and still rise a woman made of bees swarming chrysanthemums, dragging dust between worlds.
Poetry
Wild Birds Unlimited by Nick Martino
—the hush of birdseed rivering the plastic chamber grows a dark applause
Poetry
Carrie White Wonders What Difference it Would Have Made by Danielle Shorr
“If she had prayed harder, in a different language, to someone / or something else, if the cross had been a star / or the star had been a planet.”
