Poetry, Volume IX
complex / complexion / complexity
Opulent, Taharah Islam embodied stories pass me on the sidewalk & my head is a balloon / floating above / but I still cannot see through skulls to the thoughts &…
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Poetry, Volume IXThe Pufferfish Limerick
Demonology, Jack Hoye There once was a man from Nantucket Who ate a pufferfish straight from a bucket. He said with a grin As he wiped off his chin, “The tetrodotoxin…
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Poetry, Volume IXWild, Rough Blue
Haku, Anna Hiltner My sister and I grew up between golden hills that glared against the rough blue sky of Tahoe country. Mom and Dad sat us down in a…
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Poetry, Volume IXRaspberry Vapor
Fever Dream, Emily Lawson I met a woman early August,across her skin I felt tearful years.It was written on her stomach and thighs. A burning wish fired from her own tongue: …
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Poetry, Volume IXCorona and Therapy
Dusk in the City of Angels, AJ Favorito i step into a massage chair designated for patients one man is distant enough we stare into each other as plastic balls…
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Poetry, Volume IXwhile a professor pores over the enlightenment
Cotton Candy Woman, Kiara Florez funny, isn’t it that Eve bit into knowledge and all of my citations slither their way back to sons of Adam funny, isn’t it that…
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Poetry, Volume IXThe First Philosopher
Dorothy, Ciera Land novel is new, but The Novel is not. Poesis. Poesie? Poetry! Glass shatters, I escape God. Forget the Book, I want to create, to produce something new–…
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Poetry, Volume IXNational Holiday and a Parade
Untitled, Robert McGrady परदादा in the veranda. White kurta, square glasses. Sitting in the giant of a rocking chair his father had graced before him. Every time we would return,…
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Poetry, Volume IXThe Way to a Chinese Daughter’s Heart
Poppies and WD-40, Chloe Moulin Imagine clouds salting wildfiresshaped like spicy tofu. The girl I love stirs incense into Taiwanese films.Spreads it over my eyes. So why did we sneak into a Buddhist…
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Poetry, Volume IX
If I Wanted
Haku, Anna Hiltner it to rain all the time I would move to Southeast Alaska and live in Wrangell where I would wear True Tuf rubber boots and call them…
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Poetry, Volume IXWhen I Was Six
Rose-Covered Glasses, Margaret Wright TW: Childhood Trauma When I was six, my mother made an elegy out of stitched pictures punctured straight through the cork board in our front hallway hanging…
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Poetry, Volume IXFrom The Unqualified Critic
The Complexity of Detail, Olivia Offutt this counts as artistry to the roadkill generation – a few synonyms for sadness stapled together with a metaphor that’s easy to digest &…
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Poetry, Volume IXArs Poetica: Undressing Feathers
Molten Medium, Chloe Moulin To be a poet trying to write a poem, is trying to be as free as a naked chicken— you are undressing feathers with similes and…
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Poetry, Volume IX
Zodiac Year of the Lamb
Cotton Candy Woman, Kiara Florez Mother, in her slight accent, calls olives “Oliver.” She loves Oliver, brine salty in her mouth. Almost twenty-five years in America and she cannot differentiate…
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Poetry, Volume IXBased on Your Credit Score , You Qualify for the Following Subpar Human Abilities
I-70 Diner, Emma Lassiter Invisibility while screaming. Telepathy with those who secretly hate you. Future sight for spoilers. Time travel while experiencing diarrhea. Summon comfort bees when distressed. The ability to…
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Poetry, Volume IXYour Poems Don’t Have Heart
Monochrome, Emma Lassiter He pioneered the theory that if you hit a road sign with your car, it’s yours. Lifting 35 mph into the backseat, the sides were sharper than expected, …
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Poetry, Volume IXAfter Y. Murakami
A Clarifying Moment, Alyssa Noel Original Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock. Translation Don’t matter how calm. A cicada’s mere sound could Defeat Dwayne Johnson. Omar…
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Poetry, Volume IX
Neon is lighter than air
Dusk in the City of Angels, AJ Favorito I spend a cold summer searching …
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Poetry, Volume IXThe Boatman
Pink Creek, Louise Rossiter Winter ends, and the lake thaws: frostscape turned fairyland,flies flit through lilies, the surface serene. The boatmanunhitches his crafts at the coming of spring; the heat…
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Poetry, Volume IXOde to a Venn Diagram
How Long Will You Love Me, Eric Tran Where else can politicians And cannon balls meet Besides steely, destructive, And inappropriate for a wedding? About the Author Tanner Whitney · University…
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Poetry, Volume IX
How to Appreciate Films
Fever Dream, Emily Lawson Do not watch films only once or twice. Study them like that third trimester sonogram. Try to find the family nose. Watch film noir. Embrace the…
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Poetry, Volume IXThe Village That Raised Me
The Unexpected, Anasstassiya Selezneva It took a village. One house next to another, four in a row. Cousins and uncles on each end with grandparents in the middle. It took a…