“Domestic Escape” by Lines Benson
“Jamaican paradise, ivory wedding frill / Chivalry replaced with controlling thrill”
“Misnomer” by Alex Blum
“Because you are human. / You know better. / So do better.”
“Love (Duty)” by Mackenzie Gregory
“your touch, i clutch, ‘how long’, too much / dreams of another / drew nigh.”
“Out” by Mackenzie Gregory
“Predatory gazes, beady eyes like a shark / This world is not meant for me”
“Childhood Home” by Tristyn Holden
“The water cold and lifeless, / such as the reality of this home, / a home once lived in.”
“The Walk” by Madison Hunsicker
“Memories bang into our subconscious / They loved me then / The ghosts scream”
“i miss having dreams about you” by Trinity Keagy
“When you stand up, / the ceiling is gone and you’re looking at the stars.”
“It’s Sundays like these” by Trinity Keagy
“You wade through the brown water, / Tarnish your white dress, / Baptise yourself to prevent becoming what you already are – hopelessly unclean. Fractured, and shameful of yourself.”
“My Girlfriend the Playboy Bunny Looks Good Enough to Eat” by Annie Elizabeth Kreiser
“I could forgive you anything / Except leaving me first”
“Shabbat Afternoon 3 Years Ago” by Annie Elizabeth Kreiser
“Our shoulders shake from the force of it / Its sounds bubble up from our mouths / And then it stills”
“Us” by Julia LaBarre
“The sun / rises / light coming into the white teepee.”
“Mushrooms and Monochrome Skulls” by Aubrey Lynch
But we mingle with loved ones, / trading pies and excitement. / We're alive; / what better thing to celebrate?
“The Kingdom Beneath the Waves” by Aubrey Lynch
Lost artifacts / of once human residents / rest in the rotting wood.
“The Owl Kingdom” by Aubrey Lynch
What crimes have driven you away, / deep into the dark swirling night?
“The Woman and Her Worlds” by Aubrey Lynch
Outside, the wind howls and whistles / against a creaking house. / The characters act on, unaware. / She turns a page.
“Foldable Wombs” by Jordan McGhee
“When her lines begin to explore undesignated areas… / She doesn’t grab another piece but creates a petal.”
“Obituary” by Jordan McGhee
“August approaches June, slipping between strands of gold laid upon marble tole. / A true sight to behold.”
“Road Trip to My Backyard” by Jordan McGhee
“Teeth and bones in a yellow sandbox. / A sandbox calling its sandman / Put i to sleep”
“Attempts to Study at Home” by Alyson Miller
“Twenty-six letters, / Rearranged a million times over and over again.”
“Breaking Apart” by Alyson Miller
“I am stained with tears, / but continue to create meaning.”
“Clay” by Alyson Miller
“With a little bit / of effort, / it becomes beautiful.”
“hold tight” by Alyson Miller
“your eyelids flutter / slowly, / quickening with every second…”
“Pieces of My Heart” by Alyson Miller
“I feel their presence / in rooms full of strangers and / even ones that are empty.”
“the key” by Alyson Miller
“The key is hidden in the cave. / It is hidden within my heart.”
“Hazel Eyes” by Dannica Mitchell
“Now you walk through that door again, / put a bandage on the wound you left on my heart, / but I turn away.”
“Shower Thoughts” by Dannica Mitchell
“The devil on my shoulder, / wants me to fail. / My sweet angel, / tells me to fight.”
“Watching a Love Story” by Izzie Sandone
“Soft lips exploring places / Car drives through moonlight”
“She is the Sun” by Anya Stott
“Clouds cannot cover its brilliance forever, / dazzling beams, radiating warmth, glinting sight / will eternally shine through.”
“Paprika” by Tara Tevald
“When we buried my grandfather, / we slipped a Ziploc of it into his casket / alongside cigars and casino dice.”
“Speaking to the Inner Child” by Tara Tevald
“I want to look at the little girl who was me, / Look upon my own face, the wide, / not yet world-weary blue eyes.”
“The Stars of Midnight” by Miranda Vitulli
“With the stars beaming out into the night, / each a white light, / sparkling into the night / each in their own spotlight.”
“A Predictable Poem” by Paige Volovnik
“What if in a world of questions, / I want to yell!”
“Hold My Hand” by Paige Volovnik
“Hold my hand / For the rest of my life. / Or the rest of yours.”
“The Base of Love” by Paige Volovnik
“Looking at each other / Like we have so many times before / Like we will so many times after”
“The Mess We Are Together” by Paige Volovnik
“No matter what they say. / No matter what we say. / We know who we are together.”
“Fugitives” by Michelle Yawger
“Below beaten boards, / twelve thousand feet of prehistoric creatures lurk in shipwrecks and / floating landfills.”