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Joyelle McSweeney

Eveningwear, the heron
unfolds like a glove in the sky
because it’s Spring

peels back to expose
the cool wrist of evening.
where

Go towards starshine
& meet me at dusk.
Tell me how blue you black
this body, this whole
coliseum of dust.
Take my stilled battlefield,
pounding rain over bruises, pulsing.
Now a field of heartbeats. Open
the window & let your yestershine
in. We, too, exchange whole crops

Uptalk

Becca Klaver

It’s like a phobia of life in general?

I promised not to do it again?

I paid you already?

I know you care, but it’s not enough?

I think you need to bring your voice down?

I ate the rest of it?

I’m 100% positive I left it right here?

I didn’t think that applied to me?

Archilochus

Jessica Laser

To love perversely, where we aren’t
supposed to love, how else to know
freedom? How else to know the
mind than when it places itself
where it should not be and drags
your heart there like an anchor?

Future Ruins

Brandon Shimoda

~~Where do you feel safe?~~
Where do youth feel safe?

On the phone
With best friends on the phone
The space that exhales
A box
SW Grille
In a car
with sister and mother
eating Eegee’s

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