Month: May 2024

Facebook Marketplace             St. Louis, MO The boy with the couch and coffee table had recently been left. It came as a set, he said, She liked midcentury modern, bought from Amazon.The table legs splayed out just like a foal’s, young and spindly—emulating, but onlyemulating, instability.Thirteen stories down, a jogger dodgedtectonic plates of concrete knocked… Continue reading Lena Crown

A curse for too many questionsYou will not find our footprints. You will find yourselfdrunk on forecasts, speakof nothing but weather.You will find yourself fullof seeking. You will findyourself full of seekingus out. You will not findour footprints in the clouds,the weather forecast, clotsor clods of earth. You willfind we do not share ourroots. Intoxicated,root-drunk,… Continue reading Meghan Kemp-Gee

Premature Mixtape (Side A)i. pregamei don’t feel like dancing.1 i wanna dancewith somebody (who lovesme)2 on the regular.3 THATS WHATI WANT:4 limp wrist & asteady hand,5 haircut,6 heartto break.7 over and over.8ii. poppersnow that i found you,9 indulgeme.10 vroom vroom,11 put yourback n 2 it.12 make me feel13 god-speed,14 bike dream,15 bush-fire16 hand to mouth.17… Continue reading Kurt David

FavorsI swore.On the YourDiorcampaign,damage. Orscrimmage:shirtsand skinsto score;our orb,liquidcrush.I tried.The BeverlyHills Diet(toomany fruits):strobeflickeredfont ona marquee,letterson aticker.To befree!Or, notto know.(Doesn’thurtto betoo bigfor yourboots.)I played.Hideand seektheunderside—abashed,aside—pokingfununderthe tableto make.Unableto make,is whatI meant:the rent.Favors,1981.Anyone. On a StairBecauseit wasnew:pop-upshowsin windowson mincesaround town;the wood-work,CollingwoodPark.Prelude;hebetude.Seducedby afterbut leaningmore before.Meaning?The centurysubleased,my mastertenanton Tinain rehaband Ion a stair—raggedscreen;unknownstains.Not exactly,I satfor dates,and by dates,interviews,followed bystingydeclarations.Of balcony-bingoepithets atthe… Continue reading Randall Mann

From the Author: the Electracon is a particle I created. It’s found (mostly) in the :: wild unPlace :: I say mostly, because in the known Universe, its counterpart the electron can never be created on its own, and when isolated, can never be destroyed. Well, okay, sure. But what if a lone electron could… Continue reading Rosebud Ben-Oni

Manhunt1Impact point on the glass (his nasal bridge). Talking becomes uneventful. Like the light passing right through him.The accident scene is a prom falling apart.Everyone freezes like a statue (a good-for-nothing statue market).Chalk marks at every corner. Like the pre-action poses he sketched with color pencils in his diary.A sharp brake. The nib’s sharp scratch… Continue reading Chen Poyu