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The London Bridge…
Has fallencycling after seventy years. Her casket embroideredwith gold lions, harps,and Queen Mothers jeweled apex. Leaving behindunstained trotting marblefurnished gemsstolen memorabiliagleeful /dispirited hostsand unruly descendantswho wear pretty coat of arms. A bitter commemorationthis telegram.I will not celebrate the death of one oppressorwho will birth a new one.I wonder what coat it’ll wear? Artist: Rachel Bailey
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Rivers or Shadows Down The Line of The Letter
by Margaret Saigh Between control and intuition wild geese fly low in the bedroom wood— you knew this once some trees, processed pulped, glossed, priced. Geese fly low along the slats. Blossom of the spider. We arrive from one another— chain of somersaulting babes around the belly of the earth my mom went into the…
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After The Breath is Music
Hazel J. Hall (she/they) is an eighteen-year-old disabled-queer writer based in rural New Hampshire. Right now, she is pursuing an English degree while working on her first novel. More of Hazel’s work can be found in Wishbone Words, Overtly Lit, and Beltway Poetry Quarterly, with other pieces forthcoming or visible at their site, hazeljhall.com
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Heat Death
by Hazel J. Hall we are a high school, honey-love crush,terribly beautiful at ourtipping point to the contact.staring into abyssal zones.walking on water;wading;raising generationsof fish through thisfinality. the poem steeringdirectionlessness into itsnarrative. the death ofoceans as a wicked stranglingno one wants to solve.it is all simply too eviland we are too pure to knowwhat terrible…
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Two Poems
Ashtyn Layne is a poet, artist, and punk rock enthusiast. At 18, they published their first chapbook with Ibbetson Street Press under a previous alias. Their poems often explore the concept of identity and disillusion, commenting on the many coping mechanisms one turns to in order to find themselves amongst a world of chaos.
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A Small Part Of The Pantomime
After Wallace Stevens by John Martino Her terrace was the sand at night,by the fire: “The difficulty to thinkat the end of day is equal to livingin a tragic land. Every time the bucks went clattering over Oklahoma,the lilacs withered in the Carolinas.Just as my fingers on these keys pourthe unhappiness out, the exceeding brightness…
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Quick
John Martino is a writer, educator, and avid traveler currently residing in Hong Kong with his partner, Xiuli. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in North Dakota Quarterly, Another Chicago Magazine, Connotation Press, The Bitchin’ Kitsch, and the anthology Envy: 7 Deadly Sins Vol. 6 from Pure Slush Books, among others.
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H/O/L/L/E/R
by Lane Vineyard I have gazed into the eyesof the taxidermy foxand found its warped reflection of my ownmore fitting. its gossamer phantoms orbitsister moons of anthracite coal;once teeming with life, now entombed withincalcified dew. I’ve long fled mother Appalachiayet still anticipatethe city’s rancid pavement pools to exhale herritualistic chants in the tongue of eldritch…
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Maybe You Should Choke
Sam Ray is a fresh face to poetry, but growing up with the strip as her backyard it’s no wonder this poet knows how to captivate a crowd. The multi-talented 26 year old has featured at places like Cork & Thorn and the Utah Arts Festival. Her poetry is truthful and raw, and she doesn’t…
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Make A Wish
Sam Ray is a fresh face to poetry, but growing up with the strip as her backyard it’s no wonder this poet knows how to captivate a crowd. The multi-talented 26 year old has featured at places like Cork & Thorn and the Utah Arts Festival. Her poetry is truthful and raw, and she doesn’t…