Megan Paranich
The ice in the window melted itself into teeth,
like a sea monster left their dentures in my kitchen.
James Gifford
Bold Brazilian Lisa
behind the bar,
Jonnie’s Scottish singularities—
bored with Traditional,
Honey-Brown hopes of Hoegaarden
tap eternal.
Caroline Neel
As a child I was unafraid of thunder,
spiders, high tree branches, scraped knees,
the imps and fairies who bartered my loose teeth for coins.
Dessa Bayrock
A girl in the garden says she’s haunted by water: by the leaks in her roof and under the washing machine. How can I tell her that water haunts everything?
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Sophia biked through the twilight and into the break of day
just so I could find her at the festival of one hundred white doves.
Emma Johnson-Rivard
can you make wine from a sunflower?
sure. the seeds roast well. pair with salt.
Katie McGarry
Everyone is pregnant
so I am too. At the hair salon, arched
backwards before the sink, listening
to three women talk about episiotomies
and water births, I jump in:
Lizzie Derksen
the tulips roll out and in their great tongues
and spread the legs of their barnacled flames
and unfurl and fling themselves from the vase—