LOISA FENICHELL
These feelings are already known
I see scattered rivers and think I might belong here to stay.
Author: Gabi Graceffo
LOISA FENICHELL
Lips that Kissed Lips
The Elasticity of the Sonnet in Diane Seuss’s frank: sonnets
FABIÁN O. IRIARTE
Nicole Wanders by the Riverbank
(translation by Lawrence Schimel)
She walks, a bit lost, between the shores
RACHEL TANAKA
Instinctual
If you feed an animal what it will eat
sometimes you kill it.
TOMAŽ ŠALAMUN
Three Poems
Translated by Brian Henry
Two votive plaques
crept on
CINTIA SANTANA
drought
along the windowsill
ants stream in
seeking water
MARY ROSE MANSPEAKER
On seeing a frosted frog melting into a cake, I begin to think about what Schrodinger’s cat wants
I text my friend the photos of this iced creature curling in on itself, a wick burnt beyond its usefulness
KB
I Admit It
I am not always hypervigilant
about killing bugs when they tangle
in my locs.
ROSALIE MOFFETT
Will
Blank cartridges, useful in races, threats, theater
and reenactments–all heat lightning, no rain.
SARA MICHAS-MARTIN
Possible
Everyone’s talking about the dead owls