Poetry

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STARVING AND MOON-SOAKED

By Chelsea Comeau
You knew something was wrong when the wedding invitation never arrived, but you didn’t ask when you called, just told me you were buying my bus ticket to the town up north...

The moon

By Luke Sawczak
The moon is almost full, I think. It watches out of place in this full world between a streetlamp and a jet as if it knew not where to stand. It sinks...

Hillfort

By Joanna Lilley
It was your birthday and we walked the green rings and felt it, our feet on grass as thick as the fleeces of cropping sheep. It wasn’t summer; we didn’t observe milkwort,...

Humorous Birthday Poem

By Sneha Subramanian Kanta
The ox does not meet the fox / until late night when everyone / is asleep in the forest. Maybe / a prefix does not meet a suffix / until everyone grows...
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On Speaking for the Picture of my Aunt Wearing Boxing Gloves Next to a Tree That No Longer Stands

By Ross McKie
Winner of the second 2025 Mini Contest, using the words “garrulous,” “trellis,” and “cauterize.” / / /
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Faultline

By Justine Berezintsev
Winner of the first 2025 Mini Contest, using the words “mnemonic,” “crepuscular,” and “coifs.” / /

Mother, O Moon

By Ata Zargarof
Tehran, 1979. You were only 10 years old— a child, and the moon became exile. He took you to the market because you wanted some shoes; held you by the hand, like...

Two Signs I’m on the Path

By Cornelia Hoogland
My new thought is, I’m ordinary. An everyday mernie, another bozo on the bus. My father Jack predicted something similar when I was born and it looked like I’d survive. Plus, I’ve...

nyctinasty house party

By Hannah Polinski
night roses, my friends & i embrace folding like petals onto sofa, maybe beds, drug-fuelled nastic movements buried in purple LEDs shrieking we love & we love & we love sweat dripping...