Art

Variable Poems – CM Keehl

WHAT’S SO EMPTY IN AN EMPTY SET

today is the day & you are not it

a tiger in a wolf suit
a wolf in a human

an alien underneath everything finally peeled away

all ways the always you’ve been waiting

is it what you came for
a yawn full of water
the last noise you register: construction

sitting in an arm chair waiting for death

 

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Stories

The Miracle Wagered – Joseph Harms

The windbent corn’s brittle stalkleaves whipped their upturned flannel collars. Lowslung clouds tracked a shaletiered sky cordoned by earthend cumulonimbi, cordilleras that transmuted into semblances of their previous form in such a way as to seem permanent. The clockdrip of leaves coded an obbligato noticed when ululation and treemoan would a moment surcease. As they neared the field’s draughtcowlicked center a red leaf leapt from Cassius to Max while ahead a counterwind raised a like bevy from the sulcate earth.

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Art

On My Washed Up ye Shit – Manuel Marrero

(Lush soul sample)
Accommodations and concessions you ain’t getting none
Never suffer fools lightly even if they run
Unless you gone fight me, don’t bite me
I’m Psyche
no heroes
It’s just me and Eros
I drank up those tears
Had a bad year got the bedsores to prove it
Say something or lose it
dancing to the tune of a broken drum til I’m right and dumb
I was a dirty lil secret once
White cishet fuckboy right
Wunn’t even worth it right
But I’m gallego aight
Uncouth spic chewin feels like toothpicks
I’m a bundle of twix
A catty diva,

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Stories

What We Do With Our Bodies – Stephen Mortland

     Each guest arrived at an agreement with Shy privately. Some were paying, but I wasn’t. She
never asked for money from me, and I didn’t have any to offer. I slept on a couch on the porch. She told me I could sleep inside, but I preferred things the way they were.
     The porch was screened in, and I easily imagined it a room of my own. The other guests returned to the house most nights after I’d already gone to sleep.

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