Holes in the Night

Kell Renegar   And like the blind men perched with hands outstretched Who sit on the observatory rails Their chins all pointed at the moon, they lept And fell upon the northern cliff’s cold gale And none of us know how they should be held, With mighty reverence...

Shared Noodles, Over Concrete

Christy Jones   for Vida “I hid from it. I mean, I ran to the garage.” Her beef stroganoff had paled, cooled As she spoke, stilted-steady, knowing the words Could exit and be their own creatures, not in cages But not free-range, either; in houses, properly...

Let Cool Before Serving

Jessica Sherburn Let Cool Before Serving - Jessica Sherburn Jessica Sherburn is a teacher, writer, and clumsy hiker. She lives in Chicago with her two cats, Ollie and Davie. You can find her on Twitter at...

He Knows What Lies In Darkness

Ryan Keating   “He reveals deep and hidden things; he knows what lies in darkness, and light dwells with him.” Daniel 2:22 He knows what lies in darkness: Shadows slipping into closets With staccato steps whispering Conspiracy; Clumps of envying lizard beings...
Defense of Democracy

Defense of Democracy

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