Volume 66

I speak in harmonies words by Michael Elsaesserillustration by Maria Vidal Valdespino   I’m proud of the way I talk;Each word handcrafted by generations before me,Carved from great stone, and shaved of splint edges.Each flow stems from rhythm,Each tone, mother’s tongue.I am but one square in a quilt,Stretching far beyond the horizonAnd stitched through long-lost hometowns.My […]

17/09/23 – I killed a spider today. words by Anemone Van Leeuwenillustration by Raquel Lewin   It was smaller than the tip of a pen and I crushed it thinking I could move it out of my way. It died in my hands, at my hands, so small that it could have been a speck of dust. I wondered

let me give you half bad poetry mildly therapeutically words by Marie Kinderman i can’t believei was one of thoseeye-batting freakstormscome hither boy aren’t i gorgeouswhen i can’t evenshow o$ my ittie bittiesbe a grown ass missieoh that was high schoollet me give youhalf bad poetrymildly therapeuticallyshow youi grew up better thanchapped lips picked skinpining