Young men of the age / I’m thinking sit with empty spaces / between them at the movies
By Andrew McKernanThe you in a stranger’s bed, / closing your eyes once / thinking only ocean.
By Keegan LesterA woman plants / my name in her bone / but will not tell me / when rain is coming
By Hafizah GeterWhat might Job have thought of the many doctors who, / when commanded by Franco’s men, took hundreds / of newborn babies from their mothers as they trembled
By Joanne Diaz(meanwhile) (my idol suggested we go someplace) / (so I cd show him my stretch-marks) (what did u call them) (the lion's miss-timed / leap
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