BLUE MASSACHUSETTS
by EILEEN MYLES

“I’m a little
embarrassed.
& I don’t
want to see how
many people
like that thought”

BLUE SUNRISE
by RACHEL KANG

“When I hold you to my chest
Are you closer to your mother
Or further than you’ve ever been”

NONE OF US WAS CERTAIN
by NEOBIE GONZALEZ

“We would have said it better. We would have said that it brought all of us an uncertain peace, the world being massaged into submission. We would have said it was hopeful somehow, a restlessness dulling our surroundings, giving us passage to a shaky dwelling we knew so little of.”


TWO POEMS
by FISAYO ADEYEYE

“I confess I once bought into this myth:
America’s nearly perfect hues.”

SAFARI NIGHT
by BRITTANY BRONSON

“Julian used permanent marker to deface the picture. His blacked-out face and broken glass flowered the carpet, and behind us, the coat rack speared the warthog head like a pagan shrine. If I were the stranger storming in, I would have little to make of it.”


TWO POEMS
by JENNA CARDINALE

“His profile suggests
an interest in pulling
hair. Observing the arch
of a body pinned into heels.”


JONAH AND THE DUNK
by GABE BUMP

“July before I started 8th grade, Paul had this scare. A fuzzy blemish on an x-ray. After tests and hours of chain smoking—nothing serious, just an aberration. Paul chain smoked whenever he felt helpless. Paul chain smoked in celebration, steak on his plate, whiskey at his goblet’s brim.”


THREE POEMS
by ELISA LUNA-ADY

“a true story: / in the first grade a girl said / my flesh wounds reminded her of bubblegum”


GULDIZE
by CAROLINE CREW

“Lizzie sits in a room because everything is a room. Right now, the room is a field and the field is corn. The sun is slow and turning the wheat, its chaff, golden.”


A PERFORMANCE
by STACEY TEAGUE

“the body can’t exist
like pink lemonade on a filing cabinet”


MOTH
by BRIDGET BREWER

“Moths have been called lunar creatures, which sounds dignified, but it’s general practice to crush them when they enter your home.  Though moths are older than butterflies by far, and exist in fossils more than 190 million years old.”


THE MYTHOLOGICAL APPROACH TO APOCALYPTIC GEOGRAPHY
by ASDRUBAL QUINTERO

“Floodgates necessitate human operation.
I can’t stop thinking about Katrina.
She’s written more poems for me
than I have for myself.

HOW TO MAKE A METAPHOR BLACK & WHITE
by FAITH ADIELE

“The plan, the blurry aerogramme explained, was to attend to urgent family busi­ness, assess the job reputedly awaiting him in Nigeria, and come back. He had, after all, unfinished business in North America: the interracial child he’d never met.”

I AM ZELDA
by FORTUNATO SALAZAR

“The caryatid stops by our table one morning and asks if she can have a word with Seth, I mean Dad. Dad cracks a joke about Austrian patronymic naming patterns and laughs his signature laugh. The caryatid doesn’t laugh. She looks downright grim…maybe what I mean is Grimm, I’ll have to check into that.”