Afternoon of February 3, 2023


calling bell

nobody comes in

one goes away

~Bipasha Majumder



Cyborgs

without brains

smoosh.

~Noah Berlatsky



3 am -

a shriek from the top

of the wardrobe

~Juliet Wilson


hissing

from a straw blade

a praying mantis

gets eaten by one

less pious

~Christina Chin / M. R. Defibaugh



Hives


Who says the monk cilice shirt,

hair of sackcloth, penance ash,

cannot be simply fleas at work,

lashes, stripes, the welts of bites,

or even hives, bee-keeping work?

~Stephen Kingsnorth



air raid

a mum-to-be writhing

in labour pain

~Bipasha Majumder



new rank promises of war

~Roberta Beach Jacobson



picking willow twigs

from the frozen moat

(he’s no jesus)

~David Cox



hototogisu

I still don’t understand you

hototogisu

~Noah Berlatsky

Evening of February 2, 2023

 

lunar apogee: her 'ciao for now' 2.7 Kelvins
~Patrick Sweeney


freedom divided chopping the film into mildew morsels
~Elancharan Gunasekaran


prelinguistic metal stresses in the sun
~Patrick Sweeney


pier pressure the divine flood in knots and shambles
~Elancharan Gunasekaran


making my own fortune cookies with sour milk
~Patrick Sweeney


sugar therapy rewiring the neurodivergent pig
~Elancharan Gunasekaran


shedding boas and pronouns from Adam's rib
~Patrick Sweeney


lightning bodies lighting fireworks for the sad fog of humanity
~Elancharan Gunasekaran