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GASTROPODA

 

Two Poems by Rebecca Dempsey

Country garden mosquitos skate over decay translucent greens marble murky concrete surfaces end papering the end betraying stagnant mud...

Ending by Natasha Bonfield

I don’t feel well, my mother says. She looks past the edge of the cliff where the sea would meet the sky, if there was a sea anymore. But...

Caterpillar by Jean Velasco

Jean Velasco is a writer, EFL teacher, and translator from Naarm (Melbourne). Her work has appeared in Kill Your Darlings, Overland,...

Two CNFs by Sam Moe

October Ocean I don’t get out of bed until I become so sick of researching jellyfish stings that the navy comforter starts to feel like a...

Plummet by Emily Benson

I leap from the edge of the marble quarry. Through the woodsmoke I fall; through the sea of stars beyond your eyes; through the rain as I...

Chlorine Kiss by Holly Hagman

The summer air is hot and damp as the sun disappears behind the faded fence posts in the shadows of the backyard. I revel in the sounds:...

Three Poems by Kate Strong Stadt

versus/verse endings / beginnings / no things / all things / losing weight / losing mass / losing being / finding your feet / finding the...

Two Poems by McCaela Prentice

HONEYMOON everything smells like honeysuckle at the wedding and I think what it must be to love like leaving a tab open or a thrown...

Brown girl in the circus by Swetha Amit

Those curious eyes. Their scrutiny. The gaze follows me as I walk to my desk. The teacher announces my arrival. The new girl in fifth...

Medusa by Yue Chen

The black iris dribbling down the fencepost. Don’t lie to me—I know you’ve seen it, too, soft moss & wet carpet of autumnal blood. Don’t...

Skin by Alyson Tait

Her skin was gray, hidden among the shallow water and rocks. Its smooth texture slid underneath the grains of sand, swimming with each...

Three Poems by Samari Zysk

the birds, the birds for aster, what i think of around you – wings rushing up in a massive unfolding, reshaping. we all relearn as adults...

O by Wendy Newbury

They appeared in kaleidoscope colors, in the form of Siamese fighting fish, gliding about the room, performing graceful pirouettes. She’d...

Six Lipsticks by Slawka G. Scarso

Avon Berry Nice Your first lipstick is a gloss and tastes of strawberries. The moment you apply it, you start to lick, lick, lick, till...

Birds at the Feeder by Carol Casey

Junco, Cardinal blue, red flitting at the feeder in the swaying, cedar, sombre evergreen winter-clad. They flutter between branches, red,...

Eve by Katie Holloway

The globe of the fruit glistened before her, an orb of promise and potential, of passion, power and something she couldn’t yet name, but...