My Mother Jerks the Wheel Left Then Right

by Esther Sadoff

stops in the middle of the roundabout
under the pretense she wants to make
sure oncoming traffic has stopped
and I’m not sure anymore whether she understands
the purpose of the roundabout
or whether she’s stopping for spite,
to prove to us she really is the queen of the road. Continue reading

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Octopus

by Taylor Light

She crafts her ruses for survival:
camouflage, a severed arm,

distracting patterns, expulsion of ink;
or how her soft body can squeeze

through small holes for hiding spots.
This is her daily practice: play Continue reading

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Contrails

by Megan Brown

Do you think,
at this altitude / we leave
footprints on the clouds? / or like feet
in the ocean are they swept / away in wind-tide.
Wind tied up in our hair / pressing every direction but home
it erases the traces of years / left behind, so high
we are swimmers / drowning an act of faith
when the air leaves / us
light-headed. Continue reading

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the art

by Brendan Walsh

is a ghost that you won’t outrun.
no, a beast. matted fur and fangs.
you can only feed it. and it eats
the things you love most. the days Continue reading

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Lobsters in a Grocery Store Tank

by Jennifer Klein

I knew it before my own mind
Was deemed wise enough
Their claws bound
My hand against humanity’s
Cold glass wall Continue reading

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