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Executive Dysfunction

Alexa Torres SkillicornAugust 22, 2024

Call it insurmountable, this task of reviving tomorrow. How could we: now the sun rises in the west, now it rains bile, now the moon forgot its silver. ...

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I am a Pre-Cannibal Armie Hammer

José A. GonzálezAugust 15, 2024

walking pants loose from the music and LED lights gnats waltz around the red&blue street lights walking from my friendships looking for a belt in r...

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yes/no

Ophelia MonetAugust 12, 2024

A comfortable couch welcomes me, the kind that you sink into, plush. She asks me how I’ve been feeling lately. Fine, I guess. Not bad. Numb, if nothing else...

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Portrait of My Lover Wearing a KN95 at McDonald’s

Michael JulianiAugust 9, 2024

Frozen again — no way to eat outside with wind screaming off the lake. You wrap both hands around your cup, its cardboard heat seeping through you....

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Night Swimming

Joe PhelanAugust 8, 2024

After the boys were in bed, I’d haul across the bright, brined roads of January to the heated pool and delve into chlorinated luminescence. After crunching ...

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Shaun Pieter ClampAugust 3, 2024

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6pm, NYE

West AmbroseJuly 25, 2024

We sat a place for you, (and you and you…) We sat a place, we dressed in our finest and left the empty hangers, ...

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Early 90s Literacy

Kristen SchmittJuly 19, 2024

I started reading Henry Miller because Ed Kowalcyzk told me to; Pen and ink jeans Threadbare discontent I wore my nihilism On my sleeve: clear, concise ...

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Fire Island Rhapsody

Daniel BrennanJuly 17, 2024

old gods under our skin & in the breeze of lacerating brine that scalpels this island’s chest right down the center our hands plunge in warm ...

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[blank white card] in bed

John Waddy BullionJuly 9, 2024

Whenever I find myself In a creative rut I take out my deck Of Brian Eno’s “Oblique Strategies” cards— Slips of paper stamped with cryptic aph...

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“Levi’s wants you to rethink your denim shopping”*  

Katie KempleJune 20, 2024

I comply. Think about the Discovery Shop, where I scratch through metal hangers holding the skins of some other woman's life. What buds and stems grew throug...

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Wing Play

Rebecca LongJune 19, 2024

On our first date, I asked what you like to watch. You said hockey. You asked what I like to read. I told you books about romance and dragons and men with bat w...

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Notes To A Hollywood Poem

Malik SelleJune 13, 2024

Spy Wednesday/Maundy Thursday performing in Los Angeles and in the Bowl Annie Lenox Hollywood Starlet group easter bunny and eggs and chocolate bathing beau...

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Melancholy Fantasies (Inspired by “Please Please let me get what I want” by The Smiths)

Ethan McKnightJune 7, 2024

The last five minutes of dreams Seems to give me the ending I would want my movie to have Always viewed through An old distorted vhs Like an old family h...

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My Mother’s Love Affair with Robert Smith

M.R. MandellJune 5, 2024

She saw him on Carson and confessed she was madly in love with his tangled black hair, liner traced eyes, and lips brushed with the same Cherry Red she...

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from The Failed-Love Factory Auction Catalog

Arlene Ang and Valerie FoxMay 22, 2024

(a collaborative poem) Lot#001 There are too many kinds of failed love to account for, but let’s try. Rumor and hidden remorse nearly killed me. A jet lag...

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This Is How The Marriage Ends

Heather SweeneyMay 21, 2024

Circular arguments play on a loop with no resolution, as we lose who we once were to the friction chipping away at us in microscopic increments. ...

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Drinking Margaritas at the Mall

Jon DoughboyMay 2, 2024

But David, dear David, what if the margaritas are good—ok, not good, we’re at the mall after all, we’re not expecting miracles from our nation’s top mixologists...

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From Watching Days of Our Lives

Rachel BeckerApril 26, 2024

I learn to distrust wealthy heirs, their enviable bone structure. I gather that a coma is just another word for sleeping off a season, and that even then,...

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Fuck Marry Kill

Jesslyn WhittellApril 19, 2024

Every time I open a horizon, I find myself on the brink of the kind of dreams that you steal from a man who only says I love you when he comes. Yes, I am th...

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So It Goes in the Summer of 1993

Victoria NordlundApril 2, 2024

It’s 2 years before you birth your 1st child, 17 years before your 1st mammogram, 25 years before your 1st hot flash, 27 years before the students you’re tea...

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Get Off My Lawn & While You’re Doing So Don’t Judge Me

Ewen GlassMarch 31, 2024

When punk – and I use these words advisedly – ass teenagers look with pity or disdain on the middle-aged, they might say I don't want to get old and fat like th...

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A Holiness of Donuts

Elena ZhangMarch 29, 2024

Our father used to own a donut shop. Every morning, he would wake up to yearning dough. Did you make old-fashioneds or Long Johns, we ask. He doesn’t understand...

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For This Poem to Be a Metaphor for Last Year

Dan LeachMarch 26, 2024

The stray mutt relieving himself on the abandoned Christmas tree would need to be three-legged and the tree would need to be burned or at least bent at a si...

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I Fail at Portraying Orange Crush in Drag

Spencer SilverthorneMarch 21, 2024

Looks like someone has to rush ghosts back to existence for an indexed appearance. You’re tentative in light of their approaches to portraiture. What did t...

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I only wrote this because I had to live with my own mind during a shower

Christopher ArkwrightMarch 19, 2024

My head is so full of stuff That my nightly brain dump (sleep) Is not enough My brain is drawn to media Like a drowned camel to water I am forever thirst...

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3 questions [about this shit]

daniel josephMarch 12, 2024

question #1 a question on the problem with the question “what should we do ?” the question that asks / calls for / entices someone to stand up with an ans...

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I admit I cried while watching the Greatest Night in Pop

Victoria NordlundMarch 6, 2024

I hated We are the World when it played on heavy rotation back when I was 17 & MTV still had videos & Casey Kasem wasn’t dead & I could belt out...

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