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FOUR POEMS by JOSHUA MARTIN

LORD OF LISPS lend once partaking particle collide a scope burn ing crisp butt HoLe ...

THREE POEMS by SHINE BALLARD

BLUR passengered on a bus, eyes focused on— a staring, attempty gaze— nothing in particular, i’m simply glimpsing a world too leaving to...

THREE POEMS by JASON MELVIN

THE INSATIABLE MADNESS OF MALLARDS I know, I know Fuck the title, it sounded cool geese hundreds and hundreds Ok Maybe 30 or 40 geese...

THREE POEMS by BEN RIDDLE

OH BOY, HERE I GO KILLING AGAIN Drone strikes strafe the suburban streets of Kandahar, I don't know who turned on friendly fire, but...

THREE POEMS by LOGAN ROBERTS

SUMMER Summer is like supper in that they’re both warm and remind me of family and vomiting in fires, instead of deleting I just, start...

MINI POEMS by LAUREN THERESA

7TH GUEST 1993 I stepped into a house the backstory was a movie Every time. Figures shifting to skeletal frames twisted motives. Steam...

TWO VISUAL POEMS by LASZLO ARANYI

FAINT-LIKE MAGIC GRAFFITI Laszlo Aranyi (Frater Azmon) is a poet, anarchist, and occultist from Hungary. Earlier books:...

THREE THINGS by KIMBERLY WOLF

AT THE CLUB IN HEAVEN FOR SINGLE MOMS, THE DJ MAKES A SPEECH This one goes out to all the single moms who have shut themselves in their...

THREE THINGS by HARRISON CASSWELL

64-ROOM HOTEL Room 64 costs three-million dollars per night. Room 63 has a golden toilet. Room 62 has a golden everything. Room 61 plays...

TWO THINGS by SLOANE ANGELOU

I WANT YOUR TONGUE IN MY MOUTH when i get back home i want your clothes on the floor and your tongue in my mouth; imagine what it would...