i sat where green nettles stand
on the earth's rind
in a park where i proved myself
shattered
gifted with a mouth
opening into song
wood hollowed
intricately
curved into my belly
a river
i remember empire blvd the tooth cracking concrete
i fell on
speeding on my taxi yellow bike
in front of the kids on my block
i harnessed the tomboy from my lungs
forgetting his body stamped with suggestions
a body aware of its arson
plucking me different
my eyes rain on my air force ones
fingers choke
my wrists
threaten the crimson tunnel
under my skin
the thorns of every half cent word
wrangles half my face into a petrified pine
& i know i am the boy fruitier than a candy
bright game boy color
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Issue 68
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Editor's Note
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POETRY
- J. Mae Barizo
- Aziza Barnes
- Stephen J Boyer
- Wo Chan
- Cathy Linh Che
- Rio Cortez
- Maxe Crandall
- Justine el-Khazen
- Jessica Rae Elsaesser
- Rachel Eliza Griffiths
- Monica Hand
- Ricardo Hernandez
- Paul Hlava
- Rosamond S. King
- Esther Lin
- Andriniki Mattis
- Vikas K. Menon
- Timothy Ree
- Danniel Schoonebeek
- Andrew Seguin
- Xena S Semjonova
- Vincent Toro
- Paul Tran
- Aldrin Valdez
- Jeannie Vanasco
- Tishon Woolcock
- Yanyi
- Elizabeth Zuba