Kim Malinowski

"I let the kite drop. / Earth more dazzling now—but I belch moon. / I taste moondust."

Tyler Baron

Thirty seconds ago, my brain felt like a flambé skillet – the flames enjoying a steady diet of anger and anger about anger and why I feel anger and anger about anger and and and…

Anjali Venugopal

The floor is sticky. It whispers of spilled beer and vomit among a presumably wide array of other fluids. You worry for the soles of your shoes. They are new.

Lydia Falls

"did i dig up // these roots too soon, did i bury your presence in earth, will i see you again / above the raven rocks"

Mike Wilson

All that remains of me is an oval from my eyebrows to the middle of my chin. My hands strain to escape a cave of heavy sleeves. Sweat runs down my face.