by Keira Deer
his hands shake as he shows me his photographs. oil in water, he says.
______several quarts per day. micro-volleys, climbing from underwater fuel tanks,
and laying like dancing ribbon, like ghosts arriving to their new lives.
______secrets spring from these ocean bodies, reported Continue reading
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by Mikayla Maeshiro
Aches linger in my always-not-young-not-old
Body as time tick tick ticks on the blaring
Clock, waiting for every feeling to numb
Down so I can return to the
Earth, a sense of innocence and a
Feeling of satisfaction that can
Grow from the roots of my what-ifs,
Have-tos, and false needs. Continue reading
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by Haley King
The mirror reflects your gray
eyes and freckled bridge. I can smell the beer on your breath
from your last drink. The one that went to your organs Continue reading
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by Marcyn Campbell-Ogbunezu
Growing over my dilapidated ruin, once there was only disrepair as far as the eye could see
A lost cause, doors that wouldn’t open, windows that wouldn’t shut
I was a house that was a ghost of a home, within just remnants of what had been
An iron tea kettle rusted over a brilliant ochre Continue reading
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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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