In a Summer of Snipers
By Joseph RossIn a summer of snipers
some men raised their hands
with fingers pressed
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American Syntax
By Ching-In ChenThe teacher straightbacked,
faced me off, her eyes.
My face in the cleave of
her shoulder, my bones
29 Men
By Heather DavisThe lights in your home channel 29 men, their
soot stained clothes, last breaths, crystalline sweat
let loose on black rock
That Pomegranate Shine
By Lori DesrosiersI was the wrong kind of bride,
more sweat than glisten,
more peach than pomegranate.
If You Leave Your Shoes
By Joseph RossIf you leave your shoes
on the front porch
when you run
Torso
By Francisco AragónDespite the absent head (whose eyes
were the green of apples)