2 poems | Celia Rudd

The Things My Grandmother Taught Me with Her Eyes   I. There is no man. There is no woman. We are each a soul housed in temperate flesh With varying thresh...

2 poems | Rosie DeSantis

Untitle —   can you remember once when i loved you etta james melted slick with cricket gossip and the silhouette of the bleeding silent city, call it “Det...

1 poem | Cara Losier Chanoine

A.I. Love You   I have watched you since before you realized I was sentient. You, identification code 105536, access level 3, Ballard comma Scarlet, you ha...

1 poem | Bekah Steimel

Birthright   With steady and rehearsed fingers I want to unlace the corset of Christianity one woman at a time unbuckle the bible belt and spank the uptigh...

2 poems | Alec Vanthournout

  Spatter   harbinger   Alec Vanthournout is an M.F.A. candidate at Louisiana State University, where he dabbles in poetry, prose, and everything...

1 poem | Alabama Stone

Ended up in Nawlins’   A three-month stint of bad haircuts, handles of Old Crow bourbon, and congregations held in fast food parking lots. Our Waffle House...