Month: December 2016

From Issue 12: 3 Poems

Darren Demarree
 
EMILY AS THE MODERN WORLD
Emily is water
& the distraction
from water.
My mouth is
always open
because of Emily,
but because of her
I have swallowed
many things.
EMILY AS A RED BIRD IN A …

From Issue 12: DNA

Tanaka Mhishi
 
At fifteen my mother curled inwards,
dredging up pearl and brine
from the sewer she kept in her stomach.
She painted worlds like liquid skyscrapers
and suckered poems onto her wrists like barnacles.
I was fourteen when …

From Issue 12: Continued

Mehrnoosh Torbatnejad
 
We slid in our seats,
grips slipped violently
from poles as the train
broke speed,
without the measured slow
to the station
In the last cart
we looked through windows
to graffiti tunnels,
waiting for the whir…

From Issue 12: Sunk

JoeAnn Hart
 
On Monday, Brad came home from work humming to himself, but at the path to his door, the hum drained to silence. The sun was low and weak, the sky thinly washed in purple, making the picture …