by alli simone defeo on June 22, 2016
, the dungeon of shame
of hurt of home
the walls dark under tongue
a body of hurt a body of home
the bank, the limbs of shores
body new fresh hell
a moment in fresh hell
at the limbs of shores
give me 75 tough trees dotting my back;
light sweet petals
center of luck
let sweet time near here
let wish petals draft down
Hansel, From Home: An Apology (After Marie Howe’s Gretel From a Sudden Clearing)
by Evan Delano on June 22, 2016
There is no way to say it. Your window is collecting webs,
your blackberries ripen and swell and fall
for the squirrels. Every day we spend less
and less time waiting. Sometimes I stand on the roof
and say it into the wind: the first syllable
rises and drops to the ground, and the second
gets lost in the forest between my mind and my mouth,
to be picked apart by crows, who fly away
crying rry, rry, rry. I don’t know how I got here.
How I made it here without you. All I did
was look back when you kept looking on,
stumble through the dark in some
backwards way, kicking mushrooms, breadcrumbs,
tripping over logs and nests, reaching
into your absence and finding suddenly
a recognizable tree, and mother, out front, looking for stars.
I called for you, I swear. So did she.
I try to say it in the morning, sitting on your bed:
but the first syllable gets caught in the webs
of your open window, and when the spider comes
she wraps it up, pauses, whispers so?, and eats.
Every day something of yours disappears.
The yellow dress, the small bird painting, and
one by one the books. I move through our house
trying to say it. I am so, the clock has become
bored by my eyes. I am so, I sleep terribly. I am so
Don't Hurt Yourself
by Alexandra Cuzzo on June 22, 2016
I bought pepper spray yesterday cause it was $10
& bedazzled. It’s still in the box on the kitchen
table. When I met Adam I was wearing a
halo cause it was Halloween. I gave it to him cause
he was turning 22 at midnight and also
probably I fell in love or maybe out of the sky
or both. We had so many sleepovers. We ordered
so much Chinese food. We were so sad about
money. Kelsey was followed home twice &
that was when I liked her so I was really empathetic.
She has a knife with a cat on it even though
she’s more of a dog person. I have bedazzled
pepper spray recommended by Cosmo
in a plastic box on my kitchen table even though
I’m more of a person who’s scared all the time.
by Emily Corwin on June 22, 2016
how long until the bad spot can be touched? I am asking for
myself. here, there are so many bruises in the making. I stand
up inside the orchard—little seedlings gather, apple cores, my
vertebrae stuck together, like so. is it ok if I crush you? I so
want to, I so love this dripping all over.