Whispers of prayers that / pricked killed her: / tragic beauty spits / box office poison.
Madhubala by Karishma Sangtani
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Non-Binary by Stella Hervey Birrell
Insistent / shedding layers of / title, pronoun, expectations / like clothes / dumped in / the messy / trail
María, Patron Saint of Freaks by Mariana Goycoechea
You were a bitch to everyone you knew. / Including your own kids. / You wore Opium Yves Saint Laurent / to clean Mr. Schwartz’s house
Ode to Ilford by Karishma Sangtani
In breathless evening traffic, / I press my forehead against the window, while / Durga Sweets and Ambala / tease my tongue through the glass.
All the Hidden Truths by Claire Askew
Above the matte Astroturf of the high-school playing fields, and above the ponytailed heads of the girl footballers, moths and midges birled and hung. At this distance, they looked like flecks of glitter swimming through liquid.
[stream] by Scott Manley Hadley
so i’m looking back on this relationship that ended just over a month ago, maybe less, and my friends are telling me that it’s for the best that she dumped me, that i’ll be happier out of it
Evening Shrouds by Syed Shehzar M. Doja
The evening — the cold resilient / sweet evening is adrift / Listen! The muezzin / screams into corners / of himself.
Cooking for One by Aaron John Curtis
My chili once took a red ribbon at the Dade County Youth Fair in the beef category, which is ironic as it was the seven years I spent as a vegetarian that taught me how to make it flavorful.
Ferret Tango by Kate Marshall
Lance watched from his window as the leashed ferret scampered down the sidewalk in front of his house. The legions of morning dog walkers had already trooped past his yard sign proclaiming
Knife by Claire Askew
You’re a half-shut knife, the woman / in the neat scarf says. I’m looking / at the miniature bolts that hold / her natty glasses in the shape / of her face.