my name is manBy Wiley Birkhofer
i have torn myself down / my breezy bad mind
Army SMART Book Section 1-8: “The origin of the hand salute is uncertain.”By Karen Skolfield
Prove you’re mammalian by twisting / your neck a mere 160 degrees, / 180 if you’re under 30.
Now I understand what maturity is. Thank you, Wool!By Kent Shaw
We had been asked to piece together the conspiracy using only wool.
WhiteBy Shayla Lawson
I do not / write about you for you / are not washed out.
Twelve Days of WeddingBy Taisia Kitaiskaia
Your beauty is catching, / all my antelopes are on fire & ruined.
I Go for a Walk in the Evening While the Body Stays at HomeBy Alix Anne Shaw
The body unbuckles the door latch / and stands behind the screen.
Doubts and a HesitationBy Garous Abdolmalekian, translated from the Persian by Ahmad Nadalizadeh and Idra Novey
Who has dislocated the world? / and why are birds circling in our stomachs?
Preface to a Twenty-Volume Regicide NoteBy Joshua Bennett
Give me the names // of the slain. Say each name / like benediction.
robot nurseBy Maggie May Ethridge
Boundaries of Taste: i love a good man / rebuilt after burnt to the ground
horror vacuiBy Beth Bachmann
Boundaries of Taste: stop & the Devil will push the Devil will be in me reborn
ArroyoBy Katy Lederer
bones—to signal / I am human—stay away
waiting roomBy YE Hui, translated from the Chinese by Dong LI
you carry a heavier and heavier bag / and always feel it belongs to someone else
PrescriptionBy Nina Puro
If gender, swim / parallel to shore.
The Self Forgives Little of ItselfBy Adam Clay
it’s as if the knuckle of tomorrow / has arrived today
exodon paradoxus (bucktooth tetra)By Dana Ranga, translated from the German by Monika Cassel
joypolice, even when there’s hunger and fear, we grab hold
The DoorBy Nomi Stone
Where are you Salma? Little ache / of sky.
Wide Action Is Not a WidthBy Amber Galeo
When women grew slender as church spires. I refused.
RootsBy Luis Muñoz, translated from the Spanish by Curtis Bauer
I envied them in silence / because they were starting something.
CarouselBy Gabrielle Bates
The foal in its wet white bag / isn’t dead yet. Cue the cheery organ music.
Carib Woman, 1818By Khalym Kari Burke-Thomas
I am burning in this life / and the next.
Arcadia, MarsBy Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers
Boundaries of Gender: Not even the olive he wedged / under her tongue / could hold her, clot those cries—
The BodyBy Boston Gordon
Boundaries of Gender: Because people you know sometimes cut theirs / off so as not to look like you.
ReckonerBy Nance Van Winckel
back back back / to fowl becoming fish.
DominionBy Rajiv Mohabir
A mandrake quickens / into greed-grab, tears a page / from Genesis.
Corpse FlowerBy Kerri Webster
Blooms one day a year. Let wolves / suck marrow from the bones of boys.
Halfway Through LifeBy Mark Yakich
We who crossed paths with the bomber / and lived the whole afternoon through.
Co-OperativeBy Sarah Barber
you don’t think of Vermont / when you think full-blown heroin crisis. / I don’t see why not but I’m not from here.
Terrorists Speak in Strange LanguagesBy Asef Hossaini, translated from the Persian Dari by Farzana Marie
I lock my tongue / even though I’ve prayed / in Persian for a thousand years.
BlankoutBy Bradley Harrison
Brother we are legion here.
RatsBy Ejiofor Ugwu
It is a rat world. / You only live to keep them out / or on the way.