I see too much sky between your branches, and where I was, I see too much trauma in your lashes.
Light Show
Feagin Jones
As Nikola Tesla's mother pushed him out, light cracked through the troposphere, tumbling to the ground, illuminating the heavy sky above.
The midwife caught the child, slick in her palms, “This will be a child of the storm.”
Cheiracanthium
Sarah Glady
I light matches the same way I hold my pencils—close to the edge and with great focus. It takes me a few tries each time, no every time, and when it happens, I am always too close to the flame, and so I have to scrunch my fingers back like frantic inchworms.
4 Poems
Dalton Day
I am wearing a dress
of bees
there are pockets
pockets filled with
smoke and ash
from which
peaches are growing
trees are growing
from my body
turning me
into ghosts of smaller
& smaller suns
they won’t stop
getting older the bees
are where they are supposed
to be
sewn into my
shoulders
5 Poems
Chen Chen
Every day I am asked to care about white people,
especially if they’ve been kidnapped or killed overseas
or are experiencing marital problems in New England,
on screens large & small. Any size. I am told
American lives are in danger, American libidos.
from IRL
Tommy "Teebs" Pico
I tell Muse Leave. Me alone, Muse. […] Muse is finally giving me what I want.
5 Poems
Aziza Barnes
the touch of a man is turning shrill a cicadas’
final screech their hard plastic other body falling
dirt bound planting nothing I sleep & dream of crowds
of flies wake up grabbing at my phone for a name
for an hour a number for the chill behind me before me a jaw
of the older stock prehistoric & reassembled clenches my neck
Phoenix
B. Almeida
Confusion.
Confusion up till college.
Unsure. Shortly after meeting Gheri, a junior, she takes you to a house party, mixes you some 151 and coke. Later, she’ll climb into your lap too shitfaced to stand (while you’re too shitfaced to push her away) and lap dance her way into making out. It has the surrounding nerds stupefied, making the gossip rounds, but nobody gives you shit for it.
Rose Miniatures
odam alaki and Navid Sinaki
Turn Down
Rumaan Alam
The hotel in Minneapolis was not different from the hotel in Vancouver, which was similar to the hotel in Toronto, and had reminded him of the hotel in Cleveland, which was not as nice as the hotel in Cincinnati though it was nicer than the hotel in Miami.