The Dead Boy Inside Me, by Angel Leal
My fleshpreserves his memories,his desires, his unfulfilled dreams of brotherhood. I carry himlike a mother, my boy wholoved to sweat […]
poetry
If I Leave You with Moonlight, by Felicia Martínez
Even now I see the gifts of patient windows keeping watchas the road grows damp and the ravens gather razor
Driftwood Dead, by D.B. Goman
This beach with sand impersonating stars dead is longand all this wood has drifted farto be here out of water
Persephone Takes Up the Garnets, by Ursula Whitcher
Her father’s family wants everything lush the first time. An eagle’s feathers soft as rainfall, coins pouring thick as magnolia
Questions and Answers, by Zaynab Iliyasu Bobi
Questions and Answers س و ج what do you know about home? – سi know of voices that swivel
Behiihoo, by Sunnie Smith-Ishtimonabi’
For Lunda, chi hollo li Someone once told me That the weight of the unfinished story of you is too/ much/ to
bonelight, by Lucas Enne
lift her from the watercolor seaso easy to sink in the backwatersdon’t claw cracks in deep marinethose beasts once drowned
It Takes Time For the Body, by Andrew Kozma
A sore on my leg meditates for monthsbefore deciding it will stay. Some breaksnever heal, just congeal with the others,my
Mud Season, by Thomas Mixon
How ’bout you’re the fence and I’m last summer’s grass escapingthis year’s snow – soggy – dead – footprinted –
Existence of Icarus as a Binary Code. My friend dies under a hawk’s breath. & Alzheimer’s as remedy to undo Loss, by Chinedu Gospel
I. TELL ME “how did we decode his body? meta —made of dust?or silver —made from rust? Hey, Icarus, how do understand