Heart-Foal | Lily Holloway

"Today a self that burns to look at ditched roadside / [not sure abandonment is self-flagellation or survival] / broke open and spiraled out / another junked failure-self..."

Postapocalypto | Charles Byrne

"Call it a letter to the soil and sea and air, / A love letter to the Earth we once knew, / Its once-warm embrace— / We say, in fondest adumbration, / Don’t hold tight..."

Selected Poems | Makayla Gay

"Have I told you how badly I wanted to lift the shroud of Saint Basil of Ostrog / to see if the smell of basil lingered in his bones? / I didn’t— / not because I’m scared of the dead or the sacred..."

Great Chain of Being | Luke Eldredge

"Upstairs some angel is dreaming / about all the women it annunciated. / It is dreaming about the calluses / on the buff of their feet, how the calluses / change shape with their heavying bodies..."

Three Anagram Poems | Desiree Remick

"Karma keeps a small smile as warm / wishes warp shawls, harps help heels. / Walk a seesaw sail. She seeks harm, / washes wasps. A weak meal sparks real / skills. Her arms are a limp heap; she spills / his share..."

Yesterday I Wasn’t Myself | Ivan de Monbrison

"Yesterday, I wasn't myself, I was not my shadow, I was not your brother, nor your friend, nor your sister, nor the meat, nor the bone that gnaws the dog, nor the dog that gnaws the bone..."