father / dreams of / the fountain / he visits / he stays / he looks into its center / thinks he sees a world
By Zuzanna Juszkiewicz"The hooker said her name was Solace, which was exactly what he needed after the heartwreck of the last six months."
By Jonathan PapernickMy mother finds out about the child I did not have from Facebook. This is how regret arrives: in the arms of machines.
By Emily O'Neill"Where’s a worse location for a problem than one’s own head?"
By Tom MolanphyThe you in a stranger’s bed, / closing your eyes once / thinking only ocean.
By Keegan LesterHe’d planted his daughters there, but they’d borne no fruit. He called it a farm though that was the exact thing is wasn’t.
By David Connerly NahmA woman plants / my name in her bone / but will not tell me / when rain is coming
By Hafizah GeterOne night she steals / an onion from one / of the nuns tells me it’s / the sweetest thing she ever / tasted.
By Tommy Pico"She touched a kneecap, that foreign object. Yes, she said, remembering. You."
By Madeline Stevensfeasting on boys ideas / and language and chips / of technology. Sometimes / real food.
By Tommy Picoif you journey home by nightlight consider / how much the beak’s wielded innocence can rend and tear
By Rich IvesWho deserves yr story? / Not all stories. Not my story / my lol truth not life of live-/ lihood or food.
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