By CAConrad
Mother was angry when Frank accused his brother of being a cartoon “but look!” Frank said “I can fold...
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- By CAConradFrank’s sister grew long blue feathers she said it was worse than cutting teeth she spent a month screaming...
- By K. IverYou’ve never seen a lilac in Mississippi. Backstage you wear lotion laced with its chemical imitation...
- By Karyna McGlynn& watch Kevin Bacon conjure fake tears in a Real Hallway & I am Real Tears in a fake hallway & “Procreation...
- By John MurilloFor me, the movie starts with a black man Leaping into an orbit of badges, tiny moons Catching the sheen...
- By Lynn EmanuelLove is boring and passé, all that old baggage, the bloody bric-a-brac, the bad, the gothic, retrograde...
- By Jos Charlesits a secrete the grls speeching mye hole / inn 2 the lindens / wee go out & playe footballe / verie...
- By Ariana BrownI don’t know why most mexicans in my hood wore nike cortez’s– why the breakers in my crew polished ‘...
- By Tayi TibbleRinsing the sea salt out of our bikinis with the drinking water and getting a slap upside the head from...
- By Alvin FeinmanThis this will it always be, and why To ever argue for: here walking In its life, or sprawled, or loitering...
- By Edward HirschTwelve years old and lovesick, bumbling and terrified for the first time in my life, but strangely hopeful...
- By Solmaz SharifEverywhere we went, I went in pigtails no one could see— ribbon curled by a scissor’s sharp edge, the...
- By Chris AbaniA stream in a forest and a boy fishing, heart aflame, head hush, tasting the world— lick and pant. The...
- By Jim DanielsThe strongest boy in our high school on the edge of Detroit did not play sports—he would’ve had to cut...
- By Kara van de GraafThe water was so still I believed it would keep us right-side up forever there in that pool on a night...
- By Maria HummelThe memory of the young is grasshopper: thin legs, backwards knees balance a being that is green, gold...
- By Jennifer PradoHer skin never wrinkled And I used to wonder why Her skin never wrinkled As every year passed by Look...
- By Kimiko Hahnthings don't die or remain damaged but return: stumps grow back hands, a head reconnects to a neck, ...
- By Nikki GiovanniI always like summer best you can eat fresh corn from daddy's garden and okra and greens and cabbage...
- By Laura Marie MarcianoInstead be gold leaf on the tip of an earlobe like Sam Smith and the world ends and summer ends again...