| Launching Space Probes Toward the HR Department by KJ Hannah Greenberg Launching space probes toward the HR Department used to mean / No more than the proffering of unruffled cowardice or a few barbell lifts... read more...
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The Man on Foam Forms Place by Korey Brownstein beyond the metallic rainbow / at the mouth of the river that bleeds brown / high upon the rocking mountain / a mirror... read more...
The Magic Box by Hanna Yip I will put in the box / The wind that flips a page of my book / The crunch of leaves under a deer's hooves / The wink of an eye to keep... read more... | | Punctuation Therapy by Vicky Reuter Moscow Stalin’s baroque apartment block dark hallways dot dot dot / I am a child I’m nine I’m coming ... read more...
If You Squint Hard Enough by Valery Petrovskiy They used to place a kind of iron washing tubs by all the buildings at that time in order to let everyone wash their boots. In spring pools would crop... read more...
The Day the Earth Stood Still by Mike Andre Crossing the spans of the Milky Way; / A chain of events on this special day, / Some here content to happen what may; / Others head down for and extended stay. / Where did it go… read more...
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by Walter Safar In the dreamlit night I chase shadows / to their rest, / and I stare at the colorless land / to direct infinity... read more...
Surukh Laal Scarlet (Jamie Lynn) by Emaan Majed You've spilt a gallon of blood / It streams in the stripes in the air everyday / Proudly. / Isn't that gory, would you rather be glory? / Glory, glory, gory, oh / That's the quaint... read more...
Reflection by Lilian Kong You've spilt a gallon of blood / Midnight is / layered liberally / In the stubborn curls in my / Violently straightened... read more... | |