Category: Poetry
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Using Pantry Staples, I Fashion a Body
Two times a day, I measure chia seeds / To straighten my clavicle. / Nothing helps / With good posture like even shoulders. Poetry by Nanya Jhingran
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Upon Discovering a Decaying Whale Carcass on the Beach in December
After the harpoon has twisted itself into my back and has been pulled free, I begin to decay. My lungs no longer full with air, but with the remnants of saltwater and sand and chum. Poetry by Jennifer Thal
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Docking
At Sacandaga lake, the murky water a screen / that shields the town. The mucky bottom coats my toes / as I anchor the dock on the shore, pushing poles / through the film of sunscreen on the surface. Poetry by Joe Volpe
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Fault
I want to be the one you run from. / I want you fast enough that I won’t see you. / I want you slow enough that you know I’m coming. Poetry by Aaron J. Muller
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The First Spring
In the beginning they eroded green stars / split and turned them red, hiccuped / the line between what was ancient and / what is palpable. Knocked the wind out of diplomats / Poetry by Sofia Skavdahl
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Fire-dogs
First Place Winner of the 2019 Ada Limón Autumn Poetry Contest judged by Julia Johnson. Felled hickory spines the ridge. / Follow my father—ripe bar and / chain oil—drags ax. Shoulders / maul. Poetry by Adam Moore
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Eating Ortolans
Second Place Winner in the 2019 Ada Limón Autumn Poetry Contest My first love consumed me / fast, the way an oyster / which slides unbroken past the teeth / is pressed apart by the tongue. / She was the first women my mouth / knew and from the very first, / in that dirty…
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The Gift
Awarded Third Place in the 2019 Ada Limón Autumn Poetry Contest Once, I gave my mother a memoir, I Just Lately / Started Buying Wings. There was a mother in it / like my mother’s mother: cold then slightly warmer / as my mother grew, as her tennis shoes climbed / closer to gas pedal…