Swirl | Martin Shapiro

"You, softbody whose secret beak / slices shells to inject venom, / jetted to the sea bottom / spurting black ink in your wake, / folded yourself into a fissure, / matched its darkness and texture..."

Notes on Being a Real Person | Emily O Liu

"don’t leave me alone. i don’t want to talk to anyone but now it’s the only thing that forces me to materialize into something solid. my brain drifts with the clouds out the window, past the frame. wisps of something hard lick at my edges like flames, and i shy away..."

Albany en Recto Verso | Ted Jean

"1. you are headed south to be with your dying sister; while 2. your idiot heart rises toward bliss to be sailing like an improbably bulky bird across this heartbreak beautiful pedestrian winter Western Oregon farmland..."

Parabola Is the Most Beautiful Word in the English Language | Sirianna Helleloid

"Let the y-axis be the sex feelings of A & B. / Let the x-axis be time. The equation solved for A / is a sine wave. The equation solved for B is a cosine wave. / A & B cross at zero interest in the other’s charms..."

Nocturne to Uterus | Trish Hopkinson

"...lustful compulsions / & boiling blood / philandering & crude / warbling w/desire / & snarling obscene / Grendel uterus / persistent in crooning..."

Selected Poems | Nate Logan

"Dan will raise his right hand, slap it against my opposite hand, and say “Flesh collision!” without a hint of humor. / Beatrice walks up and down the aisles of the outlet store pausing only to tap her feet along with the occasional dated earworm..."