at the first trace of blue I wandered the unpaths, finding myself thoroughly lost in a gray spritz of rain, …
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REACTOR by Serena Solin
cars unable to a line not moving …
At the Corner of 6th and Pine by WLS
There, in someone’s front yard I saw a glass bowl, turned over on a hole, with a red-brown brick on top. In that airless chamber, a small swarm of desperate wasps swirled. I did nothing…
SOMA: Bloody Mouth by Yunkyo Moon Kim
Bloody Mouth, You immure me. Mouth is holding an ocean of blood. Seething with jealousy, I tuck the tropical fishes and tinfoil seaweeds safely into cheek to taste saltwater without casualty. I am swollen with…
Northern Atlantic: Poetry and Photos by Romane Bladou
the futility of geography the distances that write themselves and the drifting belongings if I am not one or the other, maybe I am in the middle citizen of the Northern Atlantic of…