Faiz Ahmad
At about this age, their hearts were halved like
an elephant's divided eyes of which one was
D.S. Maolalai
in the sitting room
my girlfriend drinks wine
and talks with her friends
about marriage.
Luke Larkin
I know what you're thinking: But it's the middle of summer! Rum balls are a holiday thing! And that's exactly what makes these suckers so special. They just never see ‘em coming. I whipped up a trayload for my brother's Fourth of July barbecue last year and nearly got the sister in law blackout.
Read MoreCole Nowicki
ward off the seize and strangle of an existential crisis
by getting some fresh air
Micki Blenkush
He kneels, scowling in the ferns,
inches away through glass. So focused on purpose
he doesn’t notice me standing on tiptoe
Rebecca Ruvinsky
to tell my love
we have rats in the attic. we,
as in, me and mine; he is
still hundreds of miles away,
Joshua Benjamin
The year is 2040. [Ever since the Great Terrible Thing that Came for Us All and Left Few Things Unobliterated and Few People Unmaimed, even the best calendars have been off by a few months, so it could still be 2039.]
Read MoreMrinal Pattanaik
i swallow the moon and it tastes like iron not honey: not
nearly as beautiful as i’d hoped, but i was curious and now
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