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Across the Marsh
Nobody batted an eye while the man with the carrion-crow mask handed the little girl flowers of violet. Not even the young farmhand, who...

Dani Arieli
Sep 21, 202410 min read


The Falling People
Some have begun to wear parachutes when they sleep, for fear they’ll join the falling people. Others carry benzodiazepine spray to shoot...

Ken Foxe
Sep 21, 202410 min read


It's crushing
It’s crushing but slippery, like a birth but better but worse; there are eyes on you, through you, but you can’t summon any numbers to...

Kaille Kirkham
Sep 21, 20242 min read


Artifact
When the velvet greens are washed with rain and dirt, And the dirt is washed with hands like the surgery of a seed— The child I once...

Nicole F. Kimball
Sep 21, 20242 min read


Awaiting...
Dear Katz, It’s been a month and a half, and I’ve been trying to find a way to tell you how I’m feeling and what I’ve finally decided...

Preston Ford
Sep 21, 20247 min read


The Visitation
Lined up like make-believe guests, potted ferns Adorned the entry, their cool shadows dim Switching the parlor—life’s last living room—...

LindaAnn LoSchiavo
Sep 21, 20241 min read


The Monitor
The Monitor came to me when I was 14 years old. I awoke in my bed. I couldn’t move. My eyelids felt stuck, like the barn doors after a...

Nicole Kurlich
Sep 20, 202410 min read


Camellian
I. Camellian She was made in the image of Camellia. Her lips boasted a cherry blossom, carved carmine cheeks dripped into her yellow...

Paige Eaton
Sep 20, 20242 min read


just a little word 'bout the damned
the damned stands before her ʻāina , repressed tears embellish her limpid eyes as she overlooks the lavender, melancholy skies, ...

M.S. Blues
Sep 20, 20242 min read


Violet Plays With Raindrops
Violet Plays With Raindrops, 2024 With a fingertip, I caught raindrops on the windowpane one by one, letting the coolness shock my skin...

A.J. Van Belle
Sep 20, 20248 min read


It Must Be Necessary
With enough years of practice, I easily store six days of outfits in a single backpack pocket Crumpled five dollar bills tucked in...

Caidyn Bearfield
Sep 20, 20242 min read


Risala
My Sufi guide and I are meeting on Zoom. She welcomes me with a home-run smile and a “Hi” laced with joy. “Read me one of your poems,”...

Ralph Dranow
Sep 20, 20241 min read


Hexenhaus
Letter from Wolfgang Jakob Welsch to his friend Julius Hofmann, 1627. Translated from the original German by Dr. Angela Windsor, 2009. My...

H.M. Shrike
Sep 20, 20249 min read


Her Heart for a Field of Dandelions
The breeze blew only so softly, the dandelions merely teasing their release. The entire field waved with the gentle wind. Massive stones...

Kyle Brandon Lee
Sep 20, 20245 min read


Arrowroot
My arrowroot forgives me easily For lax unintentional dry spells when Leaf blades fold in when parched, like palms upright, Tight clasped...

LindaAnn LoSchiavo
Sep 20, 20241 min read


Slaughterhouse for Third Dimension
I sit in the middle of the wild to watch the last of my wilderness build a shed, take shelter, carve a canoe from my bones. Here the...

Nicole F. Kimball
Sep 20, 20241 min read


Hooves
“Tell me a bedtime story, mother,” the child says. “What kind of story?” the mother asks. “One of your scary ones. One about the...

A.K. McCarthy
Sep 20, 20245 min read


Unbidden
Rising from the murky depths of an unconscious soul or a conscious id; whether Freudian, Jungian or surrealian, "nightmares" is too soft...

Rick Hartwell
Sep 20, 20241 min read


The Bones
September rains christened the old cemetery with a bleakness that blackened the gravestones tumbled among the trees grown up in neglect....

D Bedell
Sep 20, 20244 min read
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