Post Extraction Juleigh Howard-Hobson __________ It’s not simply the matter of the tooth coming out. There’s the gap, the open gum, the hole where there used to be a wall of solid teeth. You’ll never eat food again the same way, there will always be the blank space that no…
Read MoreEviction Notice from the Tooth Fairy & red is a spectrum Jaden Fong __________ EVICTION NOTICE FROM THE TOOTH FAIRY I fear that I have offended my teeth. They are as loose in my gums, bucking broncos in a gingivae stadium, but please, do not abduct them yet– these teeth…
Read Morejesus lost his milk teeth & he looked so much like his father Quinton Okoro __________ JESUS LOST HIS MILK TEETH all at once. he placed them, still warm, pulp still clinging to crown, into his mother’s hand. she bent over him, her palm flattened with expectation. these will make…
Read MoreTonight John Brantingham __________ It’s 2ambefore I noticethe snow in the streetlight coming downin fat wet flakes.It’s an inch thick on the road, and no one’sdriven this way yet.Sirens are whining and so far from methat they’re soft as birdsong.The blue light of my neighbor’s televisionis playingoff his curtains. I…
Read MoreA Typical Day in the Life of Love JC Reilly __________ Love crawls from a holelike a mouse in the pantry;beware its droppings. Love seeks its shadow behind its back but can’t turn fast enough to see. Love hangs its sheet ona line in the morning sun.It snaps with the…
Read MoreSagittarius A* Rohan Buettel __________ There is a hole in the heart of my galaxy;supermassive and black; no light emitsin any event from below the horizon.It sits in the snowy wastes of the Milky Way,dense with star clusters and interstellar nebulae.The absence keeps growing —no matter how much falls in,…
Read MoreWhere is the Answer? Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg __________ Is it in the speech of the streetlight,so determined to streak its starof orange insistence in the fog? Is it wherever the hummingbird goesto stillness on a perch in the forestacross the street from the old houses? Or is it the houses themselves,…
Read MoreSubmitting John Grey __________ We could all send blood, a few drops of the red stuff in a tiny corked tube. But how would the editor isolate the worthy from the doggerel? Not a pound of flesh. Editors aren’t Shylocks. But maybe an ounce or two. Like a little finger…
Read MoreThere’s a Strand Dustin Radke __________ There’s a strand of uncurly hair that weaveditself through your bandana and fell just tothe right of your smile. Not to be too poetic,but it disobeyed the river of your hair and ledme straight to your smile, and now I miss you.I wonder how…
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