Dec 6, 2022 | All Poetry, Issue 6, Issue 6 Poetry
My bald-headed father wears a pink wig His karaoke mic screams apple bottom jeans I wear my rainbow snakeskin bell bottoms and sing back up
Dec 6, 2022 | All Poetry, Issue 6, Issue 6 Poetry
I stared into the glass eyes of a stiff face drooping with the moment it realized the admiration of mishappen circles lasts in the unstitchable threads of practice of age the things he did not give A once life mounted on the wall of profit its antlers for...
Dec 6, 2022 | All Poetry, Issue 6, Issue 6 Poetry
my mother always held me in the palm of her hands like water cascading down the mountain to reach its destination, to reach the spring, to reach the levee, to reach the purity you could only find in reflections. but I’ve been gone forever now, and, instead of...
Dec 6, 2022 | All Poetry, Issue 6, Issue 6 Poetry
My steamboat of a vehicle crumbled around a street corner, threaded into a mosaic by the summer sunlight seeping through the canopy, shuddering as if held together by sinews. I laughed, snowcapping my knuckles on the steering wheel. Wind slipped its tendrils...
Dec 6, 2022 | All Poetry, Issue 6, Issue 6 Poetry
There is nothing of me That is solely me Each crinkle of my eye And knowledge of each bird Comes from my family I harbor in me Their hopes, dreams, and desires Made up of their love and obsessions My laugh belongs to my mother And my sneeze to my grandfather I was...
Dec 6, 2022 | All Poetry, Issue 6, Issue 6 Poetry
It is summer and yet I am not a child catching butterflies Gulping down sour lemonade until my tongue tingles Running barefoot through the muddy lawn, stumbling into the pool Water rushing up my nose, burning Feet flailing as I attempt to handstand I lose my...
