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Cultured Meat Pastoral
Lucian Mattison
Goats and cows’ dreams have little pull yet. Cheese
is still cheese, piston driven milkers likely painful. The future
of sirloin strips it of skin, legs, bones, grown without
the cortex of
Three Poems
Rosebud Ben-Oni
{All I Wanted Was Everything}
You say you know the reason why Archimedes
Put a Fork in It
Mureall Hebert
We ate dinner with our heads down masticated silence Mom slathered hot sauce on everything including Dad’s words and the ones he didn’t say lips spraying consonants vowels dribbling down his chin i
But I thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean in the end
Jeremiah Moriarty
after Britney Spears
The camera pans—is this still
Mars? Oops. Gloss-
lip. Oops. Long-lashed eyes
gazing between the scraps.
Guttural purr. Oops I.
Did. It. Again. White girl
three poems
Justin Lacour
Dear Naomi,
Please find enclosed some clippings from the local fishwrapper. I’ve underlined the juicy parts in blue pencil. It’s complete kleptocracy down here. You were right to leave. I can’t
Three poems
Claire Denson
Amoral Impurity
Picking at ingrown
pubes on the porch swing
in the sun on the first
summery day of May
and the dogs reach up to lick
my cooch. This is not
the first time today I’ve
I get sick
Lee Patterson
I vomit discretion, magic tricks, a glass ashtray. I take a break
from vomiting & light a bottle rocket.
Naked, We Looked More Alike
Alec Prevett
I crave the lack of my thousand siblings...
I Hope My Salt Lamp Is a Weeping Deity
Erin Slaughter
I am lonely and just learning how to say I'm lonely...
Three Poems
Lucas Shepherd
"My Favorite Hat," "Blue Hawaii Hat," and "Rust is a Color, the Tech Sergeant Told Me"
Three Poems
Jess Kozik
"Review of the Eiffel Tower," "Something to Worry About," and "Misery Is a Little Gray Ceramic Pig"
for mother #4, who dug me from an ocean floor with bare hands
dezireé a. brown
to Mrs. Burrell
When Ms. Griffin was fired, my mother said
it was because she was too gay, too flamboyant
for our small charter school. I mourned her
ombre dreadlocks and her laugh that swept
Glass City Aubade
Gavin Yuan Gao
Nights shipwrecked / in nameless wanting
The city a floating glass
garden / to be lost in
Banished from the blinked-out streets / we put
our dollar-store faith / in the claw machine
wager
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