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Excerpts from In the Away Time by Kristen Nelson

August 27, 2014
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. January You called me She instead of You. “Where is she going now?” is the first question you ever asked me. You were standing on a porch next to the last She who you broke. I remember looking up at you over my shoulder and smiling. I was going skinny-dipping. F joked that if...
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Two Poems by Lorean Galarza

August 14, 2014
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Error: Page Not Available   I’m sorry. What you are asking for is not an option. This page Is Not Available.   Error.   My breasts are my own. Do not ask me if you can see them.   My waist is my own. Do not touch it.   My lips belong to me....
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3 Poems by Holly Mitchell

August 13, 2014
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Slipping Under   Like a ghost, I prepare a bath behind a door   that hasn’t locked long as I remember.   When my mother or grandmother knocks at the open door,   I obscure what they call my “new breasts” under the soap water   and focus on the tiles unbleached for weeks—...
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3 poems by Sarah Kortemeier

July 23, 2014
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The Mountain   The mountain is really a series of itself. Deeper pockets of sky color float in its canyons. In certain seasons, it’s difficult to tell rock face from snowfall. The ridge line looks much sharper than it must, in actuality, be. When you climb, the summit is sometimes visible. You ran well,...
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3 poems by Arielle Greenberg

July 16, 2014
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Who I’d Like to Meet   I am on tiptoe scanning our tallest bookshelves for something to pack to read on the plane.  I am scanful, tippy-toed: a girl without boots.  I am shorty.  I want to read something great, as in literary, and beautiful and daring, and something hobnailed by happy sex in...
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Poetry by Sarah Gonzales

July 2, 2014
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fairy tales 2   I wish I could spit rhymes with the ease of a liberated tongue, relay my stories minus the empty hours of self loathing plus crumpled re-starts. maybe its true the birth of a poem (like much else in this world) means more with scars of a worthy journey.   At...
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Two Poems by Lindsay Lusby

June 25, 2014
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By Lindsay Lusby Girl with no Hands  Her own father mistook her for an apple tree, full-trunked and red-cheeked.  . So he hacked at limbs, a bedlam of branches and hands.  . He believed in the fruits of his delirium: . .        that the daughter-tree cut back .        would grow wiser next year,  ....
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4 poems by Andrea Rexilius

June 11, 2014
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from New Organism: Essais   I want to think like a magi; as stones underwater reflect grief. How images capture tone, and temperature of what is glimpsed. To glimpse why the root is made desperate by inability of its capture. Why, for instance, the word “woman” holds its own intention. One day on the...
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3 poems by Ari Belathar

June 4, 2014
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  Sleepless song   If you had seen the sea flooded with flowers and my words in your hands in my hands the air burning between two drops of dew you would understand the rumour of abandonment that grows within me                 language of a dead child               scars and kisses   each...
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Poetry By Jaclyn Weber

May 30, 2014
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  The Walking Dead   Girl in my history class totally started looking like a zombie from The Walking Dead.                 Maybe I’m watching too much Walking Dead…   She’s shake, shake, shaking those rotten corpse legs in off-brand Ugg’s in ripped up faded jeans blue. In...
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  • Excerpts from In the Away Time by Kristen Nelson kristen

    . January You called me She instead of You. “Where is she going now?” is the first question you ever asked me. You were standing on a porch next to the last She who you broke. I remember looking up at you over my shoulder and smiling. I was going skinny-dipping. [...]

  • Poems for Ferguson: Vanessa Huang and Aya de Leon Michael-Brown-Ferguson-Missouri-Shooting-Petition-Racism-america_2014-08-15_17-44-22

    Two poets consider Michael Brown, Ferguson, MO, and the crucial ways in which Black Life Matters.     How Do I Love Thee? A love poem from the Ferguson, MO police dept to Black residents: An informal emulation of Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet 43 by Aya de Leon . How [...]

  • “Paws” by Tracy Burkholder tracy

    Paws   In sixth grade, I started to envy certain girls’ hands. Not always manicured, but always neat. Fingers thin and smooth. These hands gently freed sheets of paper from their metal spirals and lifted loops of hair to more beautiful perches. Lunch trays floated inside their gentle grip while [...]