Kelly Langtim is an actor, writer, and Pisces. A midwest-raised nature and ice cream enthusiast, she is working on a memoir, several...

In the Luminous Moment The foil sheets fold into pieces like my heart folds into squares arteries not needed stop pumping blood, arteries...

"Angel Zhong is a freshman Psychology and English double major at the University of the Pacific and a lover of all things literary. In...

In this poem I go crazy Turning off all the lights and brushing my teeth and deleting Every naked picture I have of myself. Throw all my...

MEDITATIONS IN AN EMERGENCY (with apologies to Frank O’Hara) By Paul Wilner “I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless...

I Think I Love You, Quarantine by Damien Belliveau Can we quarantine forever, please? Can we slow things down and have nowhere to go and...

The sun never came Instead: Rain The sky covered In a blanket of velvet, Glistening with water. A goddess weeps, A sad mother Sees the...

“For Hugging My Friend Susan” The severity of our situation struck me The night my friend Susan arrived “Heyyyyyyyy! So good to see you!”...

Three Poems VISION Last night, my eyes could not meet in the middle. My left saw a wall where my right saw a window. My son spoke to me,...

upanddown in Mykonos departing the Calcutta of Mykonos in a beatup tinycar orange but peeling orangeanddented we review with host...

Thrown Back in the Surf Before the sense of self there must be some surroundings. In my green blue days of youth the Valley was a...

Old Ghosts Old ghosts wandering the streets of old Saigon Lost spirits of the dead Died during the endless wars Ghostly apparitions...

Riding a Chiva in Cartagena The neon tubes shade our skin a palpable green while the back of your neck is wet with salt; is there...

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Three Poems By Maria Duarte Remembering This is not a sharp pain like a knife being stabbed in the heart, it doesn’t hurt like when a...