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Megan Markham

"PSAs from my school years reminding us to cut six pack rings, / more packaging than I asked for or know what to do with / covering us head to toe"

jamilla vandyke-bailey

"and isn’t this beautiful? and frightening?/this beatbeatbeating beneath your wrists;/it’s delicate and wild and turbulent and here."

jamilla vandyke-bailey

"i miss holding that laughter inside my bones, / and shedding tears like moist clothes, / and echoing soundtracks with my own howls"

Joe Baumann

"And although a small blip in my growing up, who knows how the trajectory of my life that followed might have shifted had I not spent months dwelling on Kerri Strug and imagining what it would be like to meet her, to know her, to befriend her."

Nancy J. Fagan

"Her mother and grandmother raised their faces to the sun, and I wondered if they sensed peril as I did. Though I angled my chaise away from the three of them, they stayed in my periphery. That’s something Vivi would have done; she looked out for strangers."

Kris Green

"At night, I sit in my room with the lights out to see if my father or mother will notice I’m not around. My mother is a phantom in the house. They used to check my room to see if I was home. I can hear him pacing outside my door up and down the hallway. He’s humming a rhythmic tone and steady beat that goes nowhere."

Roy Bentley

"I've never been a snake, that I can recall, but you get the picture"

Amelia Díaz Ettinger

my stained fingers working the soil’s mercy/its gritty coolness a slight measure of delight/and hallowed quiet/for broken nails

Cheryl Dumesnil

"The ones who/lashed plastic bottles to a grid of bamboo stalks/and christened it Hope."

Amelia Díaz Ettinger

"I want to see the depths/of my father’s heart,/the confession/of failed arteries,/the atrophy/of fate"