Poetry

Nov 14, 20222 min read

"The Anxious Girlfriend's Unruly Skeletons" by Julieanne Larick

The Anxious Girlfriend's Unruly Skeletons Call until the landline fries, pinch the wire, shaking of heartburn, think about your limbs...

Nov 14, 20221 min read

"[Swirling]" by Jeffrey Letterly

[Swirling] SWIRLING, swooping, diving, fluttering, crazed magpies around the chimney, like vampire bats, each one sharp and black,...

Nov 14, 20221 min read

"The Day Before Yesterday" & "The Anxiety Index" by Howie Good

The Day Before Yesterday Meanwhile, Franz Kafka sells another piece of his dead mother’s jewelry to pay for his brothel visits. Pablo...

Nov 14, 20221 min read

"spring meditation" by Nathan Lee

Yes, I am trying, I am trying to be good. I can find my way around my life now with my eyes pressed shut. I can soften into the comfort...

Nov 14, 20221 min read

"Mom and Dad" by Ashley Kim

Angel’s Landing Rust ledges, layered thick slabs of pork belly. The ravine welcomes the high school suicidal thoughts the hotline warns...

Nov 13, 20221 min read

"Be Sweet" by Ashley Hajimirsadeghi

after Japanese Breakfast Turn around and look into the camera, then look at me. I want to believe in you. In cinema we can preserve our...

Nov 13, 20221 min read

"And the leaves are green." by DS Maolalai

daylight sinks gradual like a truck on dead tires. a time for collapse and shadows, creeping the way water grows ice out on cold...

Nov 13, 20221 min read

"The Orange has Body Image Issues" by Sal Kang

after J Jennifer Espinoza Sometimes, when you pull me close & tell me you could be the one, I antagonize the word love. I measuretape my...

Nov 13, 20221 min read

"biding time until the spring arrives" by Grace JoyLynn Anderson

lightning strikes in the barest of places. twelve pm on a warm april thursday. clarity, the bag in my mother’s room. clarity, those words...

Nov 13, 20221 min read

"IN AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE WE EAT CAKE" by Ashley Hajimirsadeghi

& the ocean no longer speaks of despair. We sit unafraid with our toes in water, gather every crumb with bare hands. Fourth of July: the...

Nov 13, 20222 min read

"water prayers" by Josephine Wu

the shadow of the tree drips black fruit on forest floor. fruit, sounding like water country in chinese, blooms from the mouth of my...

Nov 13, 20221 min read

"sonnet for birds of paradise'' by Sal Kang

after paige lewis i like the way your teeth clack. is that weird? i like your conspicuous color. i like how your back bends. i prefer...

Nov 13, 20222 min read

"Frankie Valli’s in love with you" by Sunny Vuong

first printed in Half Mystic Journal —and I mold this form into a ventriloquist. What is a serenade except a game of clues ruled by...

Oct 24, 20223 min read

"The World Is Ending And I Am Buying Groceries" by Leela Raj-Sankar

In my gray joggers and Harvard sweatshirt, running my hands over the vegetables to find the good ones, the same way my mother did all...

Oct 24, 20222 min read

"a page from her book" by Anna Feng

on the taxi ride home, the Driver plays everybody wants to rule the world and sinks a marlboro cigarette in three drawn-out, pensive...

Oct 24, 20221 min read

"teens on tiktok think i should set boundaries but i am" by Courtney Felle

a nesting doll self of Sad Girls / & i hate listening to advice i drunk / dialed my ex every fall weekend soggy & hardening / into old...

Oct 24, 20222 min read

"To My Future Nephew II" by Daniel Boyko

Previously published in the Aurora Journal and Eunoia Review. It’s early sunrise when our Volvo finally stops. Out the window, the sky...

Oct 24, 20222 min read

"32 lemons" by Matt Hsu

Ama requests (一) help to collect fruit from the tree (二) outside. She hands me a green garbage (三) bag and points to where I need to...

Oct 24, 20221 min read

"to term" by Elliot Lee

“And we will never be alone in this world No matter what they say We're gonna be okay” -The Mountain Goats “San Bernardino” Two cups of...

Oct 19, 20222 min read

"Ars Poetica: Open Composition" by RL Wheeler

I. because every year the salt-coloured field of ice glides over the lake’s silent body outside my window like an unmarked tombstone....