Plasticizer 3 (Land Rover Range Rover) (from Beijing Plasticizer) by Joyelle McSweeney   For trampling the thicket of thick chiclets clotted cream a dulcet emulsifier a tranquilizer moon the Emperor Penguin is dithering over which shoe to spoon place a goat...

I wanted to say where I was not: a blackened nut, a crowded wood, the shored boat twisted green with weeds by Meghan M. Lee   They made for themselves a house in pen&ink. What you can see. Red stocking feet cocked askance under the table. The dog leaned with...

All Hooves and Teeth by Jade Benoit   My body is no way to behave.   Last night, I fell asleep in my horse fur again and I’m sorry. I know my habits are getting out of hand but the animal sieved through me so deep I even wore my fur out in the rain and shed...

The Dead Girls Speak in Unison by Danielle Pafunda   THE DEAD GIRLS SPEAK IN UNISON Where’s our deady daddy? Where’s our dear dead dada man? We’re all dolled up. We’re curls and pearls and ruffled pants. We’ve tacked our skin back ontobones, and hissing roaches...

568 by Kate Greenstreet   Light by six. Like everyone, she’s simple.   I understand her crazy trust. But how can these tricks work?   Parks at night   are always dangerous. And our will. Free will.   She cuts herself. I never got close to...

New Romantics by Farid Matuk   Carry carrier the disease is not a bad thing is forever new romantics sing precise of them women inside me   cherry wine Faye had butt kids dance close without touching fall into your comfort, grain dance quinoa purple pink...

Tea with Ms. Quan by Dan George   soft edges ripening in the sun of an empty bag               * I’ve been thirsting for the future textures this pumpkin decomposing articulates our atmosphere               Let’s manifest a line the mind finds charming sexual...

Two, Three (from The Even) by Dawn Pendergast   You press your face to the window. You turn into string.   Hours move like fish in the room & I watch the pigs do simple things outside   your hair & fingers laced like straw touches of mud on your...

i am afraid at times of the stories i tell by Sasha Fletcher   In my free time I build altars. Recently I built you one inside my locker. It consists of you inside my locker. Outside I have arranged some candles and a bag of takeout. It would mean a lot to me if...

All the Sciences by Laura Eve Engel   The year I fail all the sciences there are many factors but no one’s in any way confused. The radio brimming with everything it knows about some shooters until it gets the shooters down to two. The dead men’s rooms reveal...