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Another Word For ‘Birthday Hamster’ by Laura Pavlo

There were one thousand “e”’s in the “please” Lucia’s son sung into the pet store window as he furiously pressed his fingers against the glass at a [...]

January 29, 2017

Three Poems by Sarah A. O’Brien

March 19, 2016

This Isn’t a Poem About Cold Hands my hands are cold at the moment (when aren’t they, really), so they look purple (this [...]
says the same and other poems by Edmund Sandoval

October 4, 2017

Maybe I’m in love with you. I say this in a diner. On the train car. In the boulevard. She says the same. Probably [...]
Psychic Mountains Ten Thousand Feet High by Sheldon Lee Compton

August 8, 2019

Clifton’s home is the same as anywhere; curses and miracles happen in the same small steps, and the difference between the [...]
Arriving at LAX by Pamela Hammond

March 19, 2016

Flying in a 747 at 30,000 feet, through the porthole, a sunset wedges between the Pacific and mango-colored clouds. Nearly [...]
Nightswimmer Poems by Todd Mercer

October 23, 2017

Hazard Warning, Ludington Beach closed, high surf warning. Turbid storm waves churn out there six or seven feet. Unsafe, [...]
Black Clot by Ashlie Allen

April 17, 2017

My hair did not like its saffron color, so it turned black and broke off. I tried to condition it with organic oils and [...]
Grateful Mother by Kayla Pongrac

February 1, 2015

When I was a child I owned a teddy bear that I leashed and dragged into supermarkets and banks and shopping malls. His eyes [...]
A Milton Bradley Game by Hilary Sideris

January 4, 2016

The object, for a girl eight to fourteen, is to be ready, to swoon if he’s a dream, recoil if he’s creepy, having [...]
La Petite Mort by Quinn White

February 3, 2017

Cover your ears. I took your father’s virginity. On top, he should’ve faced me, but he stared out his window at [...]
Someday I’ll Love Meg Johnson and other poems by Meg Johnson

September 11, 2017

Even though she is a biological woman who wants to be a drag queen. Even though I read her diary and she confessed [...]
Six Poems by Daniel Burttram

November 1, 2015

Another Draw She waits for him in their car, out in the parking lot, hoping that a train won’t pass—cutting through [...]
Family of Four Lokos by Jane-Rebecca Cannarella

February 26, 2017

Stephanie, John, and Hector spent an evening in early July selling their art on a sidewalk in Old City. The money – all [...]