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..."

Untitled Poem | Mykyta Ryzhykh

"Buried under the grass is a home for worms and insects / The buried has no room for error..." Mykyta Ryzhykh publishes internationally in both Ukrainian and English.

Prom | Sam Leuenberger

"the setting sun scribbles reddish equations on your back / and even though it's probably impossible to lock eyes with the divine / the littlest things do."