- Catherine Gans
- Poetry
- New Orleans
- October 14
Free of that lingering itch of/ Having forgotten something/ That feeling which means/ Something is truly gone
- Rodrigo Toscano
- Poetry
- New Orleans
- October 12
I want to agree,/ but ripples over there you can see/ the white caps of a dark, purple wave
- Ron Riekki
- Poetry
- Los Angeles
- October 10
and he’s smoking/ in his gown/ his face a heat-stroke maroon
- John Zedolik
- Poetry
- Pittsburgh
- October 10
heat will come down but cannot erase/ the knee bent heavy on the neck-bone
- Nathan Porceng
- Poetry
- Washington
- September 30
I inspect my work closely,/ for it’s mine alone to inspect.
- Seema Yasmin
- Poetry
- California
- September 29
God is making babies in your tender lymph nodes giggling when you prod the swollen knots
- Gabriella Miotto
- Poetry
- California
- September 8
It penetrates your ritual afternoon nap/ and you are temporarily healed/ by this dish, with its salt
- Marj Hogan
- Poetry
- Oregon, Portland
- September 2
You wouldn’t put your hand in the fire and ask what’s wrong? to the flame.
- Athena Nassar
- Poetry
- Georgia
- August 6
God invites me to a weeping willow to apologize for the pandemic/ over a cup of tea.
- Kent Leatham
- Poetry
- California
- August 4
As soon as this Disease appears by its signs—/ Let the sick abstain from—open Air—/ The Disease will be the sooner over and less troublesome—
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