Having already been

             here

                           (dirt, noise, gravity)


I choose to be

             there

                           (light, air, weightlessness).


With a boarding pass

             With a pair of wax-and-feather wings

                          With a brand-new pilot’s license


I jump off the cliff

             I squeeze myself into the exit row

                           I shake hands with the navigator.


The pilot is a hero

             The pilot is a villain

                          I am the pilot.


I chart our path by hand

              I stare at light on clouds

                           I have two scotches and an Ambien.


I don’t ever land

            It’s just another commute

                          I laugh as my wings melt.




Nonfiction
Poetry

Lynch at Hyde
Alex Wilson


Prisoner of War
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Solstice
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Flight
Isabel Brome Gaddis

Clockwork
Lisha Ruan


If a Tree Were to Fall
Rachel Janis


Hand to hand
Rachel Janis


There, we are wordless, there
Rachel Janis


Leather and Velvet
Robert Beveridge


Near-Life Experience
Robert Beveridge


This Poem is about a Small Town in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and a College I Hated in Massachusetts
Ron Riekki


Firecracker
Andrea Janov


Sometimes When My Wife Comes Home She Doesn't Kiss Me
Ron Riekki


When I Was an EMT, We Never Got in Any Trouble if a Patient Died, But if You Scratched the Side of the Ambulance They Would Fire You
Ron Riekki


POST-APOCALYPTIC YOGA, ALL LEVELS
Janna Layton


The Search
Tim Kercher


Gentrification Download
Alex Wilson


The Ciudad Juarez Side of Sunrise
Yvette A. Schnoeker-Shorb


While Driving West on I-96, Wind Disrupts the Radio Waves
Paige Leland


Anything, Anywhere, Anytime
Yvette A. Schnoeker-Shorb


OUTRAGE CONTEST: To the Fourth Estate
Marianne Taylor


OUTRAGE CONTEST: For My Sister
Mirri Glasson-Darling


OUTRAGE CONTEST: My Mother Finally Tells Him Off
Sandra Inskeep-Fox


OUTRAGE CONTEST: Roe v. Wade
Alexis Beckford


OUTRAGE CONTEST: African American
Alexis Beckford


OUTRAGE CONTEST: Rebel Rebel
Sam Cross


OUTRAGE CONTEST: If I Am Guilty of Anything
Sam Cross


When Poems Sound Better in Times New Roman
Paige Leland


A Metaphor for how Trash Day Reminds Me that I’ll Never Be Alone No Matter How Hard I Try
Paige Leland


In The Dark
Alison Stone Eric Greinke


Petals and Roots
Alison Stone Eric Greinke


Fiction