The cougar expands her red mouth
“After so much stalking, / after so much waiting, my body’s secrets traverse the sky. / I shiver with the
lightness / of lost lies, wanting more, a bird nest untangled.”
By Lynn Finger
a summer fling that could have been
“we dance around the words for weeks, / sidestepping goodbye in the hallway / because i still run into you in the kitchen every morning / and watch you making toast. / you cross your arms as the bread darkens, / morning sunlight stitched into your ponytail.”
By Zoe Cunniffe
“if butterflies were / climatologists, we would have solved global warming by now. if we too sensed everything in the / air around us, if we let the earth move our bodies instead of changing the ground beneath our / feet, we would be a planet of beautiful things”
By Maia Joy
“He runs his hands down braille arms, rests his fingers inside hand-painted indents stretching taut against my hips.
You’re so beautiful, he says, why haven’t we done this before?”
By Magi Sumpter
I wished on my eyelash and my father built my closet with his bare hands
“My mothers side of the closet empty, the shoulders swallow sympathy for the living. I hate / talking... the palm tree watches me as it suffocates with smoke. Does the rain know it / evaporates? I hope they don’t let me die at my funeral.”
By Tanya Castro
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