Sitting with Figs

by Nazifa Islam

Votive

by Emma Aylor

The mirror itself was scarcely larger than an eye...

Three Poems

by Emma Binder

We’ll wait in the truck stop parking lot...

Metta for Winter Solstice in Los Angeles

by Kenji C. Liu

We cannot see this place being the default/for much longer....

The Utopologist’s Wife

by Jaimee Hills

The springboard wobbles....

And Gawd

by Jennifer Bartell

Graffiti stained glass windows, windows so stained, no light shines through: Spray paint thick like the Holy Ghost.

Resurrection

by Steven Sanchez

In this basin still filled with rainwater, a flock of geese skims my brown face, haloed in an oil slick rainbow....

Separation Anxiety

by Analicia Sotelo

Every afternoon, it’s the same/womb of inattention....

To the Priest Who Told One of My Students That Holding a Forum on Campus Could Make the Kids Act Like “the Savage Latinos” He Saw on TV Burning Trump Piñatas

by Lupe Mendez

In my heart, I know a corona lays/itself a wreath around the muscle...

Verdict

by Julian Randall

There will be no indictment There will be no indictment There will be no indictment....