the ruined embouchure of the dented tea kettle
~Patrick Sweeney
no contact drop off in a lonely world
~Patrick Sweeney
daughter points to where Mount Fuji should be
~Patrick Sweeney
my rescue opera two syllables
~Patrick Sweeney
years spent in the biographical subtext of fictional selves
~Patrick Sweeney
burning leaves
I wonder about
my soul
~John Pappas
on his boots
another county’s mud
spring offensive
~John Pappas
old polaroids a trip through thensylvania
~John Pappas
night
rain whispering all my faults
late night thoughts
the hum
of the microwave
~John Pappas
from the pages
of a play
starlings
~John Pappas
sunflowers a correlation between brown rice and madness
~Kelly
Moyer
despair accountable only to the toad
~Kelly Moyer
uncommon poetics buried with the bubble tea
~Kelly Moyer
breadcrumbs a far cry from the fairy tale
~Kelly Moyer
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