sonnet i by karla hirsch blue, I mean sky, I mean heat. let’s expand like yellow parasols, sun-hungry. Build hives around the barbecue,...

Narcissus Retold by aoibh anna myth-making on my bedroom floor They told her she would live a long life if only she never discovered...

Daphne, Always Running by adeline loh Why try to outrun a god? I never run out of reasons to keep going, forget how much money it costs...

When I Became Kraken by siobhan kilsby when I became Kraken, it was for this reason I had not not thought of drowning in six months...

Miles from October, there is heat by maggie fulmer – dandelions in the backyard, ice on my tongue. I glance at the clock on the stove,...

In a strawberry field, you looked like someone I never knew by malo gledhill Don’t pay attention to the sirens, the police tend to be...

I ask my coworker what kind of animal I would be and she says "deer" by clara bush vadala without thinking—wretched, the deer I should...

Diagnosis in Oblique by kristiana reed A threshold has been met / the nurse / a warm voice / apology thick in throat / states a threshold...

Fox by philip miller The fox returned. Slipping between, brushy in the lane, slight as a lean comma, eyes aglint like wounds and liquid....

Arachne's guide to offending a goddess by thea hatton You start by learning no divine inspiration no blessings just callus-forming on...

Tree grafting notes by ag After the tools have been sterilized, the patch cut and grafted, it sleeps for a year: a spring, summer, fall...

WHAT THE KING'S SON KNOWS OF ROYALTY by ian c. williams When Absalom hung by his hair in the twisted limbs of the deepwoods— too many...

Barnacle by bex hainsworth Mid-January, and we can’t afford to put the heating on. As soon as I sit down, you drift along the cold...

when bad nights unfurl to form a crosswalk into a day alive with butterflies by hassan a. usman all this time we were seated for our own...

TERRA MATER by catherine cullen I receive the dead floating downstream bird-scattered preserved in concrete chambers sky ash from...

Lucid by jason lee That night I made coffee without music Slept in a hat, left time To walk to dark places— The window The city On a...

Second Sight by bernard pearson The thing about laughing boy, With his standing stone teeth, In the gap where his kisser once was And his...

Insect Order by rebecca ferrier If bees are justice then wasps are wrath I decided on the afternoon my grandfather ran circles in his...

Aging In Place by paula reed nancarrow after william stafford Here are twin beds in the living room beneath the bay window beds bought...

Vuelta de Paseo (Back from a Walk) by john-joe twomey The little flame danced lamely in the wind But stayed lit Just long enough for the...