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She Will Not Stir

by Elina Kumra

Rapid tweets across the valleys of the Kashmir,
where murmurs grow to roars, quelled by fog —
the hourglass frozen for the lost child on the lonely path.
Longing to chronicle the rape red-hot incident, the cast-off
gas canisters around their soles, chucked
onto the innocent paths of Dalits. (Go home? I am home. You
go the fuck home.)   Continue reading

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Vessels

by Haley King

I.
I learned the purple and blue
marks were ones of pain. They led to what
happened coming at you from everyone
who notices. I had this grape-color
on my knee for two weeks from falling on the pavement trying
to learn how to ride my bike. My mother said they made me
look stronger. I saw

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rusted

by Mikayla Maeshiro 

i am the host to a funeral in my brain
an open casket with no body
a eulogy gratingly carved in sepia
grave-robbed flowers pay their respects
the living are not worthy of mourners.  Continue reading

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Coinquilina

by Sarah Brockhaus

When I talk about want I mean a seagull
taking flight against a dark night sky in Italy. I am
on my own, craving vicinity more than love, someone Continue reading

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Flower Children

by Georgea Jourjouklis

“July eighth, noon,” Curio said into the voice recorder on his phone. “Targets A, B, C, exit their Honda after four days away from the primary location.”

He raised a pair of binoculars—a cheap, dollar-store brand his grandmother gifted him a few Christmases ago—then peered through the window at his neighbours across the street. The hot July sun beat down on his face. Continue reading

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