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Rae Armantrout
‘Music needs silence / more than silence needs music.’ New poetry by Rae Armantrout.
Enjaracon Sponaeda
Will Alexander
‘how can all the pressures of surveillance / fail to describe me?’

Heavily Redacted
Luiza Flynn-Goodlett
‘Syllables are excised by / X-Acto, fed into a shredder / for good measure.’
The Adventures of Amit Majmudar
Amit Majmudar
‘Never laid a snare for nothin. / Never caught a bullfrog. Broke / my slingshot wishbone, wishin. / Never had a smoke.’ New poetry from Amit Majmudar.
I’ll Come Later Tomorrow
J.V. Foix
‘all in black, her arms raised in the air, their shadow sketching some malign bird I couldn’t recognize’
Three Poems
Ahren Warner
‘Your promise has been extracted like the cow-horned remains of molars long-soused in a Diet Coke marinade.’
Stripes on My Shirt Like Migratory Birds
Hoa Nguyen
‘ “I got lost in my life” / which may or may not be / misheard.’
The Price You See Reflects the Poor Quality of the Item and Your Lack of Desire for It
Melissa Lee-Houghton
‘I walk away from you / without glancing back, in case you see in me something I don’t.’

The Heart Compared to a Seed, c.1508 (after Leonardo da Vinci)
Sylvia Legris
‘noce, the heart—the nut that gestates the tree of veins.’

Black Rot and Mildew
Leontia Flynn
‘a look I’d managed to accessorize / with raw dermatological distress.’
I Used to Go for Long Walks in the Evenings
Stephen Sexton
‘My celebrity accumulated like a kidney stone: / children, pets, even some corvids recognised me’
Inside the house
Eiléan Ní Chuilleanáin
‘the bell / was ringing from the chapel, they were there / expecting her.’
Drama Lessons for Young Girls
Tara Bergin
‘So the young girls, / cast as naughty young girls from the Acropolis, / left – / just with some things missing.’

The Butcher
Stephen Sexton
‘Outside deer are nowhere to be seen and inside / the radio spectrum fills up with sorrowful little packets of data.’

Sonnet 3
Rae Armantrout
‘Your dad told me to tell you / how good you look to him right now.’ Rae Armantrout revisits Shakespeare’s sonnet 3.
Two Poems
Sandra Simonds
‘Police brutality makes me want to starve / myself to death and loneliness / is a drag’
Civilization Spurns the Leopard
Solmaz Sharif
‘To step out of my door and hope to see something like a life, something passably me.’
Two Poems
Tyehimba Jess
‘Let me tell you how / white hands kilned me / in the moonless middle / of night.’
Reception and Openings
Rae Armantrout
‘Because children suspect that objects conceal their powers and intentions, animators make an alarm clock run, screaming, in circles.’