by Mehrnaz Tiv
“She flows like petals, just as soft and as sweet,/Drowning these western slopes in lush tonics of springtime./June she blooms, then in august she glows./ The pittsburgh sun sticks like jasmine honey.”
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by Lindsay Surmacz
“Your strength is what made you The Great One./ Not the might that scarred the sky three thousand times,/ but the will that forged broomsticks and soup cans/ into silver scepters and golden gloves.”
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by anaïs peterson
“2. the notable absence of acute danger/
a. soft orange evening light and faded blue couch covers/
b. mass produced lemon bars over dusted with powdered sugar that are somehow still delicious”
by Gail Langstroth
“March winds vex pine boughs/forsythia says we love you, air; /we love you/ my shadow claws cement’s/ cache”
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by Shooooz
Listen, when I point out
The scent of fresh-baked revisionism
Lingering in the air
While the woman in the window
With the perfect beachy hair
Bends over the oven and
She has no face
Just a thin, wide-spaced font
Across her front
Typeset in too many tongues to count
When I see an animal alone in the biggest field
I wonder if they are lonely or if I’m projecting.
Every night this winter a parade
of brake lights, the backstory.
