Two Poems by Megan Peak

The Shatter of Birds by Javier Zamora

To My Polish Aunts by Mary Kovaleski Byrnes

What I Wish For by Kay Cosgrove

Three Poems by Purvi Shah

The End of Labor by Al Maginnes

Three Poems by David Winter

Self Portrait as Teenaged Boy Beating Swan by Colleen Abel

Two Poems by Danez Smith

The City is a Body Broken by Natalie Scenters-Zapico

Harbingers by Tory Adkisson

Autoimmune by Micaela Mascialino

Barnstormers by Malik Abduh

Two Poems by Traci Brimhall

The Kiss by Kurt Brown



Could Be Worse by Scott Nadelson

Blue Ribbon by Mollie Ficek

Dean, etc. by Laurie Stone

Red Meat and Booze by Joseph D. Haske

What Keisha Did by David Haynes



The Before Part of What I Do by Jemison Faust

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Twerking as a... by Danez Smith


when your song plays, steal your body
back out the gut of that brute/nigga/beast/boy.

sweat the bile off, unlearn the word acid,
dance until the only thing you’re sure of is the ache

in your thighs & your name as a metaphor for steam.
bend your knees because you want to,

not for any god or dirty nails in your shoulder.
go down knowing there is still a sky

to rise towards. give your scars to the strobe lights,
let them wash you in lightning, wait for whatever

kind of salvation a basement brings. twerk
& ain’t that the best prayer?

tonight, you left his ghost at home, left a note
for him to pack his ghost-shit & leave

by the time the sun soars in your honor. honey, you’re here
& that’s it’s own psalm. don’t let nobody look at you

& not know they looking at the risen. this how you write
free all over your bones & for the first time

you know free doesn’t mean how his hands mistook you
for somebody’s water, but how you were made to be

like wind, like a hawk, like a doe mid leap,
like a storm, like a child, like a song.