How to Identify Yourself with a Wound (2018)
By K B
“Who am I kidding; / I’ve only ever been a question. Laugh? Womb? Wound? Sure.”
Poetry
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Two Poems
“Do you think you / could recite the narrative lies / of my life? Like jewels lining / the vertebrae. Like architecture.”
When the river at last has fled its bed
“we parse the difference between / jealousy and envy / & carry curved sticks / pointing nowhere.”
Confession
By Emily Hyland
“I was a dock at night: empty / parting–I got called in and a woman stuck a thing / inside me to / see another creature.”
other principles of floatation
“& no matter how dark the city, / the sun found a way to peel it off, shadow / by shadow by shadow.”
The Dim Force of Light
By A. Prevett
“what facts are there left / that can we truly hold onto / our rancid love / our knowledge / of milk / how it need not be / maternal”
Sonoran Desert
I recover each tiny thorn that’s / lodged itself into my sky-worn eyes. / Los ancantilados rojo han pinchado / el piel mío.
Invocation
By Marlon Hacla (translated by Kristine Ong Muslim)
In the name of the rock. In the name of the lily blossom. / In the name of white paint smeared across a tomb.
Vague Lights
By Donnalyn Xu
“without the rain i undress the night myself / like the skin of bruised fruit”