alternate universe

Gabrielle SpearNovember 22, 2018

after safia elhillo, for ali   slavery ends for real this time the brown boy walks free      his whole life stretched before him his body no longer...

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An Acoustic Cover of Black Flag’s “Society’s Tease”

Glen ArmstrongNovember 16, 2018

I am a fragrant animal. My name is Nectarine. I can’t keep pace with youth trends such as Tide pods and Childish Gambino. I am the snake skin that I have a...

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haibun for the depressed as they dream

Grace GilbertNovember 15, 2018

midnight, lake’s cool edge. hands in wool coat pockets. you left the party again. silvered waves reflected in scratched lenses. the cruel distant echo of music...

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FAILED PRODIGAL

Jessica Morey-CollinsNovember 14, 2018

Lawful—the apple falls and bla bla. The rot prohibits me from enjoying this episode of Jeopardy. Guesses sentinel each of my teeth, chomp chomp. These definitio...

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Playlist: On Repeat after Kendra DeColo

Michelle Aucoin WaitNovember 13, 2018

the soft buzz of sunset in the Mississippi heat humming to life, wavelengths of color   remixed, reimagined in the desert to match the tempo of wa...

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#anxiety after sam sax

G.J. SanfordNovember 12, 2018

even if i wanted to speak i’d stutter there are so many fcking parties i stand at the periphery with eyelids chattering i am bound to cross over into...

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Ode to The Cure, The Birth of Emo, & The Internal Battlefields in Post-Trump America

J.B. StoneNovember 9, 2018

Oh Robert Smith, how you professed your denial of being Goth, and I know being labeled the indirect godfather of emo is something you may not agree with...

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The Patron Saint of Dorito Dust

Justin KarcherNovember 5, 2018

Every night death rebuilds our city in its image paper airplanes lusting after the wind carried like tabloids or crystals from crib to crib friends falling a...

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3 poems

Jesse PradoNovember 5, 2018

That’s Super Relatable  Having fireproof hands   Forgive Me Lord I’m about to go back To my old ways Smiling hella weird And not having A...

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5 Poems

Laura TheobaldOctober 20, 2018

Jurassic Poem   I will never be as good as Jurassic Park Though I have put my entire life on screen The truth hangs like a fart Flowers are nice ...

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A Good Man, A Good Man, A Good Man

Marie BaleoSeptember 29, 2018

This is how I met Brett Kavanaugh, the boy who sexually assaulted me. As high school students, we sometimes did goofy or stupid things.   Brett an...

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big faith

zach blackwoodSeptember 19, 2018

i love how everything is too-cool black too-cool preemptively-stained room memory pinching time til it fits between your tooth and the half-wound of the cheek n...

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It’s a weekday morning and I’m listening to Issues by Korn.: 3 poems about writing and one poem from a novel I’m writing

Alexandra NaughtonSeptember 13, 2018

Novel practice. I smoke a cigarette. I sweat three times. I turn into a ghost.     Description of novel. She's not making a lot o...

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the depression cookbook

Zoe CannerSeptember 11, 2018

half a lemon untouched for weeks / new sticky spot in the fridge / to be avoided / teddy graham crumbs / rice / reheated / too dry / forfeit a few mouthfuls in ...

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Love Affair with the Apocalypse

Erik FuhrerSeptember 5, 2018

The apocalypse told me it loved me and swabbed me a piece of its heart so I made us some lemonade from scratch with some lemon zest for fiber and we drank it ...

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Men at a gay bar

Christopher RecordsAugust 23, 2018

That man there has vouched for my fuckability. He’s credible. He has a Ph.D. My source tells me that men defenestrate themselves from Grindr windows onto ...

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Locker Rooms of North America

Joanna KudōJuly 25, 2018

This museum has the following exhibits: Gallery of school functions. The fifth grade play is 1776. Benjamin Franklin is played by a girl, his wife by me, day...

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Letter from Montreal

Emily PinkertonJuly 13, 2018

It was cloudy today in Montreal / overcast and cool for July When I realized / the space between An ending and a beginning / is endless & Never enough / ...

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disney short I can’t remember the name of

Victor ShawJuly 13, 2018

the homeless yuki-onna sells her matchsticks. everybody already has matches and she makes very little money. at night she sits in her backyard and burns them...

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red rose petal in the sink

Sarah JonesJuly 11, 2018

he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to ...

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i was born in the mall of america

Amy Saul-ZerbyJune 6, 2018

no, i was born in a lake no, i was born in a boxcar sculpted out of butter & placed behind glass i lost my first tooth in one of the twin citi...

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devices that remind you of the past

catch businessJune 5, 2018

are you thinking my name because i’m grinding my teeth seeing double in the mirror four walls even 
when we tweet something at the same time i delet...

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Touch in 9

Emma Scott SchaefferJune 3, 2018

1. Touch loves to hold hands because she always fits.   2. Touch stays up nights and ponders jigsaw puzzles. She stumbles bleary eyed and gapin...

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Describing the Sky to Someone I’m Falling For

Rhea RamakrishnanMay 24, 2018

Well, we went to the harbor for Italian ice after work and sat on the pier where the kids do wheelies. One of them asked where we were riding and we said north....

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Dream Analysis: Frog

Katt BeatsonMay 23, 2018

Frog is change Frog is transformation, renewal, rebirth Frog is menstruation Frog is puberty Frog is sex Frog is male genitalia Frog is a bedtime story F...

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FIVE POEMS

Brian Alan EllisMay 18, 2018

The Pros of Smashing My Phone Right Now   My mom wouldn’t be able to call asking for money and I wouldn’t have to deal with the emotional strai...

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an hour to the show

Bella Esser-MuneraMay 16, 2018

(((it's an hour to the show where are you???))) tonight I'm wearing a hoodie & a tank a man watched me from behind stacks of large rubber tires I w...

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Alexandr Simanduyev

Alex SimandMay 3, 2018

Somewhere in Russia, other me is shaving his head with his friends, hoisting barrels of rusted ball bearings overhead for sport, loitering in concrete courtyard...

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To die at Sears

Joseph QuirozApril 26, 2018

Dying in a Sears would be nice but it will never happen as I don't want to die young I'm 29 and Sears isn't going to last until my old age but why ...

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personality quiz

Shelby PackApril 26, 2018

“What shade of red are you?” the words stare at me from a screen and I wonder why the answer matters at all but it does to the 87 who commented...

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