Jacob Sheetz-Willard
Jacob Sheetz-Willard Curriculum Vitae Hard to see anything but there’s a whirring sound, a series of clicks. Then boom: existence! What a drag, what a cosmic bummer to be born—given [...]
Derrick Austin
Derrick Austin Drag Daughter's Song Will this face, which isn’t my face, ever bring me fame? From my mother’s mug I learned my own. Praise her imagination. God save the [...]
Jeff Whitney
Jeff Whitney "Give Him His Glasses, He Can't See Without His Glasses" In God Class we made two lists: Reasons People Should and Reasons They Shouldn’t. It was a good [...]
Erin Carlyle
Erin Carlyle Black Peaches Flies in the summer don’t have to mean death like in a still life. Picture me as a child riding my Huffy—pink and gold, down the [...]
Amy Bagwell
Amy Bagwell any children? my grandmother never drove or rode escalators she wasn’t ready when we say ready or not here I come it’s the I (grammatically) not hiders who [...]
Mitchell Jacobs
Mitchell Jacobs My Own Private New Hampshire I rented a room 53 miles west of Venus so I could be with my college boyfriend who dumped me immediately. He lived [...]
Polley Poer
Polley Poer At Lunch in Rehab We Watch Bob Ross for the purity. Us grief-locked, drug-busted drunksremembering how to paint with a finger and sponge. We chew sour candy for [...]
Stella Wong
Stella Wong ship in a bottle janet fish is forfinding your wishes at the bottom of a wineglass. a win, findinga snow-furred miracle (freestanding house) in midtown manhattan,walking goldilocks-like into [...]
Emily Jalloul
Emily Jalloul Raising Daughters -for mothers, for my mother Thank god for orgasmsis what I think every timeI make myself come,like Cleopatra and her gourdfilled with raging beeswhich likely did [...]
Benjamin Faro
Benjamin Faro Grain If not cold starter, thensunlight and a rising, thenbacteria performing miracles,multiplying. We need miraclesthese days—another life burstingthrough the burstingof what you call it whenyou’re tired and you [...]
Shawna Ervin
Shawna Ervin U Uncle’s eyes unseeing like his brother’s, my father’s. Uncle’s thick, black, ugly hair bunched under his thinning Western shirt, the top button unbuttoned, more hair rising past [...]
Matthew Tuckner
Matthew Tuckner The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire Like the two brains of a cuttlefishconspiring to mimic a rock, I canremake you into anything here. An itchy soul. [...]