by Susanna Miele-Bokelman

by Susanna Miele-Bokelman

The bullies in the pulpit are fighting about freedom of speech again. Aren’t they always?  Honestly, I think freedom of speech is tired, it’s been reduced, reused, and goddamn recycled a million times. Like can we all just like move on?  Here’s what I’m thinking…what...
by Rose Bostrup

by Rose Bostrup

Deer don’t wear leather boots or tucking underwear. Deer will go about their merry way and not be troubled by their protruding form. Everyone wants to give up their teeth, hands, legs these days. If the deer is helpless then all self-disrespecting poets ought to be...
by Amanda Francis

by Amanda Francis

The day I moved into college was the last time I walked to visit my grandmother. I tied the bracelet I wore at her funeral around my wrist and grabbed a bag of M&Ms before leaving my house to the early morning air. It was an unusually hot morning for September,...
by Shoshi Cohen

by Shoshi Cohen

  because you are a man  Because you are a man, you sit on the subway at 1:13am scrolling through your phone as if you have no care in the world. You in your well tailored dress pants and dress shoes, wearing a white button up shirt, might as well be lounging on...
by David Shaw

by David Shaw

I stepped off my bed within the tall fire tower. A book that had fallen on my chest during an afternoon nap clattered against aged planks, causing dust to filter through rays of sun. I walked slowly to the door. I did not haste. The sights would either be there or...
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