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Rami Schandall

Upcoast, or, Unsettled Souls and signs in liquid language raven recalls not the haunting, but its absence tell me black bird the way to the house of death the holy vestibule a nave of green windows on the windowless I know you were here by the sunlit pane of grass by empty bones upright by […]

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Jaap Blonk

Jaap Blonk (born 1953 in Woerden, Netherlands) is a self-taught composer, performer and poet. His unfinished studies in mathematics and musicology mainly created a penchant for activities in a Dada vein. As a vocalist, Jaap Blonk is unique for his powerful stage presence and keen grasp of structure, even in free improvisation. He has performed […]

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Archana Sridhar

East Point Lighthouse, PEI We stand at East Point Lighthouse, stare at a sign that reads:“The end of the world as we know it”and we mourn us. We’re locked in a cellar full of miceand memories, side by side, blinking tube lights, but really we are waves that crest and foam by moonlight. Comets shine […]

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Sonnet L'Abbé

vext glinting in the endless, scrollingriver of my feed a shard of hatred cut mewhen all I meant to do was read I saw angry men raise heil salutesin a conference room somewhere and wondered who could soften themwith bleeding or with care but blood is what they hanker forour howl pleases their ears so […]

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Maggie Helwig

The Burnt Lands Relict, postglacial. The retreat of the icecarving across the limestone pavement.Disjunct in time, land curves its hands around adversityand flowers. Early saxifrage, asphodel. Dryness leads to natural fire.Scour the rock with flame and the hidden worldswill replicate. Conifer. Austral and boreal elementson the open table. Roadways entangle in the butter and honey […]

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Jessy Randall

Jessy Randall’s previous books include the poetry collections Suicide Hotline Hold Music, Injecting Dreams into Cows, and A Day in Boyland (a finalist for the Colorado Book Award). Her poems, comics, and other things have appeared in Poetry, McSweeney’s, and Best American Experimental Writing. She is the Curator of Special Collections at Colorado College, where she teaches a class in The […]

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Chip Livingston

Los Santos de la República There have been so many gods I’ve lovedMy sex is devoted and dedicated to ErosExcessive examinations religious and secular There are so many gods to loveInterpreting exaltations celestial, sexualA musing of muses as saints feast and famine The miracles witnessed as corporal mammonMy text is devotion, dedication to ErosThere are […]

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Dacia Holliday

When You Come Back as Queen of the Night teeth will dance in a velvet mouth, an old crow will cauterize peridot, father will drown in bird sung salt, mother will sing the blues of Forgive & Forget, all the sisters’ elastics will snap, i will break every bone in my ringing hands, exorcisms will […]

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Avery M. Guess

No Peace In December 1986, Carlos Paz Jr., an 18-year-old high school student, shot his mother, father, and 10-year-old sister to death in their Miami Lakes, FL, home. We were friends. Your last name means peace. * December and the streets are slick with rain that won’t stop.December and you try to buy a handgun. […]

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Valerie Wetlaufer

I had to block out the light             Cover the windows      hide reflections light bouncing off snow                 blue all over             a bit of pale pink          inside feeling of flesh and so cold      return to the womb room and rest             eyelids no match for this brightness but close my eyes and imagine the […]

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Juan Morales

HOW THE CORPSES SPEAK ABOUT THE APOCALYPSE In the foreground, we happened before,off-camera, and after newscasters ran out of air.We are the nightmare props,the jump scares that remind survivors not everyone succeeds.We’re still buckled up and desiccated traffic jams fleeing to nowhere,embraced in kissing suicide pacts found in the reek of a housegripping bottles of […]

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Cortney Lamar Charleston 

BALDWIN RIFF The whole world is burning,but I’m still not sweating.              This means one of two things:  I’m not close enough to the flames(Ha! Have you looked at me, fam?!)                                                           orI, myself, am made of fire.   NOTE PINNED TO THE WALL FOR THE FLY WHO FREQUENTS IT I don’t give a damn anymore. […]

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Jenny Yang Cropp

About the Author THE GIRL wonders: If the emotional equivalent of tornadic wind is a particular kind of fury, under what conditions will a girl become a supercell?[1] At what speed will a poison heart unhanded lodge in someone’s chest like straw in a telephone pole?   ______________ [1] On her second birthday, 59 tornadoes […]

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Danielle Cadena Deulen

In Movies, The Apocalypse is always nigh, drives the ache in the head of the unsung genius deeper as he circumnavigates the earth in his grey submarine, the soft green glow of a warhead within it.  He looks like a savior but he is disturbed, kept awake at night by angels hammering scenes of heaven […]

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