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“Honeymoon” by Adam D. Weeks and Ellery Beck

How to call these sheets a city, how to reach out and touch.
“Passerby” by Samuel Hasler

I listened to the voice of self-preservation. We continued walking. This time I did not look…
“The Him Sim” by Aarron Sholar

But there’s no need for him now because that him is me, and I am more…
“Modesto” by Micah Lau

We grow older; we own nothing. Who will move to whom? When will life begin?
Two Poems by Aïcha Martine Thiam

in the middle of a sorrow snowstorm even the tossed timber dice looks pearl sugar white
“A Love Letter” by Justine Talbot

My girlfriend said the stupidest thing this morning. She said she’s in love with words.
“The Weatherman” by John Tustin

I want to be a weatherman.
“Project Mallard” by Odette Lester Brady

“Hello, duck.” She’ll whisper. “I tried my best.” She’ll say.
“The Last Ones” by Robert L. Penick

They seemed easier to spot thirty years ago, or perhaps my eye was keener.
“Obligatory Symbiosis” by Soramimi Hanarejima

I read her journal whenever I can.