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At me and beautiful problems

Eve Esfandiari-Denney

‘ancestry.com fucks with my mind’

A poem by Eve Esfandiari-Denney.

Nearly White Girl Girling on Behalf of Sonic Fluency

Eve Esfandiari-Denney

‘I hope to hear the spirit of my mother’s native pessimism faintly pass through a line of translated poetry’

Poetry from Eve Esfandiari-Denney.

Hades Baedeker

Ken Chen

‘You may need to gaze at death indirectly, through a mirror crafted into a shield.’

Poetry by Ken Chen.

mutiliation with a goal

Elfriede Czurda

‘the density in the brain telescoped and collapsed with a scream’

Poetry by Elfriede Czurda, translated by Rosmarie Waldrop.

Two Poems

Daniel D’Angelo

‘Joy, you know, is murky like melancholy.’

Poetry by Daniel D’Angelo.

[harbour doubts]

Bebe Ashley

‘I don’t want to lie to you but I don’t want to tell you the truth either.’

Poetry by Bebe Ashley.

Two Poems

Mary Jean Chan

‘Can I be myself now? I ask / my parents in a dream.’

Two poems from Mary Jean Chan’s collection Bright Fear.

Three Poems

Elvis Bego

‘you notice / that some‬ of these men / are full of passionate music / while others pain your ears’

Poetry by Elvis Bego.

Two Poems

Rae Armantrout

‘Sleep is my boyfriend, / my mother, my boss.’

Two poems by Rae Armantrout.

Two Poems

Raymond Antrobus

‘The crack / and spit of sickness is everywhere, everyone / is tangled in the mess.’

Poetry by Raymond Antrobus.

Moving Nowhere Here

Kimberly Campanello

‘I am afraid to say we are all / progressing or regressing / down a more or less screwy road / found on a very old map / until / we are going Nowhere.’

A poem by Kimberly Campanello.

Two Poems

Michael Bazzett

‘It was a commonplace / to enter the woods / with meat, lay it on the ground, then / wait for what might come.’

Poetry by Michael Bazzett.

An Excerpt from sky doc

Joe Carrick-Varty

‘Once upon a time when suicide was a thought / folded inside a thought’

Poetry by Joe Carrick-Varty.

Two Poems

Chia-Lun Chang

‘I often see myself thrusting into soft clouds, hallucinating.’

Two poems from Chia-Lun Chang’s debut poetry collection Prescribee.