We are proud to present
Issue Twenty-Nine
of No Contact
Monster / Eye , Eye
by Evan Williams
The guy at the car rental agency bounces a set of keys between his pecs. He’s taking my information at the same time, which is a level of skill I’ve not encountered in car rental.
Ghost / At the Cemetery of the Dead Poets
by Jose Hernandez Diaz
“I’m short on cash at the moment,” they said. “What if I give you some poems, instead? Or a couple of haikus?” I said.
I would like to speak to the manager of my life
by Zoa Coudret
Months ago I impulse-purchased aloe masks & Lush bath
bombs and still they lie in shopping bags on my bedroom floor
where other evidence of retail therapy accumulates like debt
Kayb’il B’alam / Polanco - I Am Here
by Olga Montenegro
There’s a rumor that your dead must be named, or else they are lost
rule of thirds/rule of threes
by Nora Smith
my editor reminds me to
leave space open in case
someone else important
dies today
in my dream I take your hands and you turn into a velociraptor
by Abigail Raley
The funny thing is, just moments
ago, we were so close to fucking.
Sex in Portugal
by Bill Hollands
Not sex exactly but in that
ballpark. Not a ballpark! A chapel
of bones. Skulls. Femurs.
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