the pleats of nani’s gold-bordered kancheepuram saree gently bracing the grass as she moves in the garden

Circa 2017 time in my throat, melting like the backwash of july

Birth of mosaic When you pulled me from the hearth, limb by limb, I was still crackling with the fire that melded my bones

Enmesh every death diminishes you

Paul Robert Mullen is a poet, musician and sociable loner from Liverpool, U.K.

Portrait of a girl with bridle & isn’t it pretty to imagine being the kind of person you could love in a different life

Cleaning My Father’s Dojo After Carolyn Forche

Hannah Keziah Agustin is a Filipina writer and photographer from the Midwest. She is the Milwaukee Zine Fest Scholar for 2020.

Ghazal For All The Hungry Creatures Wrack filled girl. Rare as embered lake the poet mistakes for golden boat.

The Burglars After Natalie Diaz My Abuelita was ironing, her eyes steaming with light. I was making no sudden movements. No sudden sound.

Corpses are Clattering I see milky spoons Littered on the bypass.

The Potato Eaters Vincent dipped figurative fingers in Earthen bowls, Sodden— Years of sweat.

Fire of Flesh Tumblers, Nine glittering glasses, Jam out at once, I lip out: The Song of Body Electric Whitman sung— My mood afire.

Once I prised storeroom by iron bar Hand shovel—laid in corner, Grandfather scoops soil Fragmented farmer in Bawdy sun Metal tar!

Instagram poetry more often than not has a certain range to it, most of which is usually low and mostly for wide consumption.

Mixed Media by Valerie Vibar

Mixed Media by Valerie Vibar

Pandora’s Box Do you believe in ghosts? She was mine.

Mixed Media by Valerie Vibar

everything will come to an end by Regular Contributor Johnny Willems