‘Colors unstudied where human activity hasn’t yet / congealed’ Two new poems by Jenny Xie.
‘Thank any God, our emergency is celestially authorised’ New poetry by Jay G. Ying.
‘Only they don’t know / that this silence is what they yearn for.’ A new poem by Jack Underwood.
‘I’m going to give them a linear sense of time, just one direction, all the way!’ A new poem by Jack Underwood.
‘Just look at those nasty trees flaunt / their leaves, each one a tra-la-la.’
‘It murmurs beneath the crust of the ground, or a person who serves as the ground you stand on.’
‘It was fake that your hugs were convulsive / and your furies unpredictable.’ Translated by Cassandra Gillig and Anne Boyer.
‘though I’ve sat where torrents recall no slush / I’m drawn by your ceramic explosions’
‘here we come / with our living // fruit baskets and / soon to wilt white flowers’
‘You want to get married? / We could die here // for lack of light’
‘I’m too tired she said / to be this happy / & we laughed without / moving our hands’
‘a style says conviction in indifference / conviction in style’
‘May it not be / that they owe their fleshiness / to the cumulative effect?’
‘I will etch visas on toilet paper and throw them from a lighthouse.’
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