poetry
The Problem with Being a Human
By Letty McHugh
It’s so easy to get caught up on // your own internal perspective.
Human Skin in Winter and A Rota
By DS Maolalai
I feel the trees grow. the ache // which must echo through timber // and expansion of solidity.
Thoughts of Endangered Paper
Here I am, looking at this copy of a // two hundred-dollar book.
this is about capitalism, and The Poet Sees Her Ex at Pride
duty pulled a mountain along lesser used roads. // time was ill-spent preparing workers for the crossing.
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good people on both sides, and running fingers through your hair, thin as feathers
My dear trees, I no longer recognize you // The storm puts its mouth to the house
Pray at the Altar of Delusion and Haiku Suite on the Nine Muses
Look upon the simple life tinged by shades of emotions, all // of it a facade to entertain one’s own delusions.
Someone Else's Grief and Job Before the Job
By Ace Boggess
I’ve never walked in driving rain // as she does now, the noise so sudden & // vast as to become its own silence.
Lament of the Perfectionist
I am building a boat in the basement // and there are still so many details to work out.
The Artist and a promise
Gold splashes desperate over burning sienna, // The artist is choosing tobacco over bread.
A Charred Crown
By RL Selden
Molek! Your holy fire consumes // the burning bush speaking these new riddles