No Contact: Closing Time

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by grace ge gilbert

i set a google alert for any time someone dies the way you died

not killed just died

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Four Spells
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Four Spells

by Molly Zhu

He falls asleep on the morning

she reaches him. Instead, she

calls an Uber. Instead,

she’s being swallowed

by traffic.

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Four Poems
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Four Poems

by KB Brookins

While the industry of death–

political parties blaming bigotry on the innocent–
tries to lock our bodies under dirt,

we sign and seal ourselves
to god.

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Crocodile Tears
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Crocodile Tears

by Michael Chang

it’s not
the first time
my mother
has yelled
“ whale !!! ”
at brendan fraser

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What Is a Trans Woman?
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What Is a Trans Woman?

by Zoa Coudret

when you consider she’s medium
and message, ancient and new, born

of recycled parts, no wonder they don’t all work
the way she wants—you can’t expect perfection

for any of nature’s bodies—yet she’s here,
she’s made it, baby!

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@britneyspears Found Golden Shovel
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@britneyspears Found Golden Shovel

by Alexa Norsby

Good. Oops,shall I start from the beginning? Me, coming out of a coffin every night for you,
years of dancing in the wrong direction, hoping this is it.

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by Elizabeth Deanna Morris Lakes

A robot messages me to say he wants to fall in love & tell me I’m like a blooming morning flower stained with dew

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Hot House Honey
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Hot House Honey

by Ori Fienberg

Morning is a blown compressor, air unmoved
though we’re all coiled and under intense pressure,

still.

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by Seth Bockley

into the sagebrush where the last
dogfought biplanes landed on strips
framed by phosphoric red flares
in the texas night

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