My Tattoo by Jesse Gonzales

A stranger’s skill captures / a woman, forgotten in yesterday’s clouds / Pain escapes through thick black letters…

Refraction by Jesse Gonzales

He hides behind a rubber mirror / of convex structures…

Instead by Paul Larson

He keeps pushing a / broken wheelbarrow piled with regret / up an unforgiving mountain / past roadside shrines / whose deities have gone…

Be (for Jeremy) by Gretchen Hill

Rumi says / be a lantern / or a lifeboat / or a ladder…

To My Friend in the Last Days of my Marriage by Gretchen Hill

those were days / when everything / was a secret / when my husband / smoked meth / and spit / and screamed /…

Rip Van Winkle by Gretchen Hill

when he comes down from the mountain / he cannot wring the darkness / from his body twenty years gone and now / a…

In the Grocery Store Express Lane by Gretchen Hill

the woman ahead of me / is working her mouth / a desperate goldfish / gasping at the bowl surface …

Truth is a Green Rubberband by Garen Zakarian

Because we need more / Chinese helicopters / to fight famine in Ethiopia / and Italian submarines / for the Western Sahara.…

Interrupted by Garen Zakarian

You talk / I listen / then I nod / I draw a line on a piece of paper /You spill the coffee…

Happy Days by Garen Zakarian

Some days you won’t brush / your teeth going to bed / those are the crazy days…
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