Audrey Gradzewicz
Sleepless, my body catacombs the city,
also sleepless.
Beth Boylan
Once my father took me for a ride in his Buick to the lumberyard.
He heaved a bag of sand up across his shoulder and slugged it down on the counter.
I thought I’d never seen such strength
Juliette Givhan
Birth noise splitting,
pull the hydra by her head—
if it breaks, more will follow.
Rebecca Macijeski
I am the mind that fills the room,
the body that loves you, this energy that thrums
with the same life that puts green on trees.
Alison Brown
So they can get dressed in the minutes it takes for dawn to become day
And smiling to each other (from beneath and behind their helmets)
They leave the world to find something in the stars
Nicholas Holt
My great-great grandpa liked the bootleggers —
the ones who wore cow hooves on their feet
when running their shine from distillery to table