Viola Clune A Letter to, for, on the Other If you’ve ever written a story, you have probably heard the advice “write what you know.” Although originally an import of wisdom from the quintessential writer of the American experience, Mark…
Augustus C. Grohmann NIGHT POEM #3 The moths chewed through the starlit upholstery of night and left thunderstorm holes in the August sky: Needless to say, it was another Virginia summer. You and I in the butter yellow living room,…
Zachary Lundgren A LESSON IN CARTOGRAPHY He wrestled a stingray from the ocean, Joe did, laugh- jogging his way up the beach. Combing his black ocean hair, he smiled, showing us all the cuts between his fingers, sand colored to…
David Eileen Poem beginning with Duolingo practice sentence Mi abuelo quiere morir en su país. It’s not my tongue but I like to practice naming what my grandfather can’t have: for this red field to be his & his…
Devon Balwit SHADOW SONNET The children are anxious, but no more so than their parents, who are also anxious, so much so that they day-drink on top of their meds, Xanax or Zoloft, worrying about their kids’ drinking on top…
Claire Scott GROWNUP GODS Myths are stories we tell each other to make living tolerable. Martyr by Kaveh Akbar The grownup gods aren’t working out. Some on sabbatical some lounging on the beaches of…
Amy Small-McKinney TABLE FOR ONE Chinatown lit up like a Christmas tree and being Christmas, with nowhere else to eat, I find the hand drawn noodle place, find heaven inside the soup like a sky filled with thick stars. I…
Joshua Kulseth LUNCH ON 59TH AND BROADWAY Stern, silly, or serene under green Columbus crowds collect in the hotdog summer: skaters grind to unpolished rock the marble fountain; a tailored few tuck ties behind starched shirts, anticipating stains; the old…
Jeneva Stone How I Explain Entanglement to My Husband I read this in a book on physics: nothing exists until it collides with something else. These fingers striking invisible sparks for instance off a keyboard while a sound traces patterns…
Hibah Shabkhez Zip Code You flow on, through zip code after zip code Laughing at borders and fences, scowling Only when they dam you. The winds erode The land for more silt to calm your howling Waves to a sweet…