Issue 227
Sometimes my eyes look brown likes yours, but sometimes they’re green...
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Issue 226
Mornings I hear the whoosh of cars trucks & buses on...
Issue 225
We are all waiting to go home, promises made, but not...
Issue 224
There is no exit strategy from holy war…
Issue 223
Above all the houses, if you look hard, sweetheart, stars are...
Issue 222
I catch gender in my teeth like softballs: jaw-breaking, bloodied mouth...
Issue 221
Andres makes things out of clay. He has sure hands. Brown...
Issue 220
Hail to my left index finger, lying fetal as cooked shrimp...
Issue 219
The universe bears the bruises of collisions—a blue sound, verging on...
Issue 218
England forgets And gets loose On scuffed golden Fields of wilt...
Issue 217
Again failing to grasp with leaden fingers sifting through the chaos...
Issue 215
If you can catch one, you must first kill it.
