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Zoë Blair-Schlagenhauf
hearing and feeling are technically the same thing so when we talk on the phone i can pretend it’s as good as touching you
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Emma Winters
Contentment is a wet chest in December
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Emily Baker
Numbers just don't stick on me the way words do
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Nadine Santoro
I met Judas at a roof party in late October. The Ghost had warned me about the devil in the form of a man too charming to deny.
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Karleigh Lopez
I have the many and bright letters of my first and middle name Irish enough to outweigh the heaviness of the thick and rich Hispanic last name I carry slumped over my golden shoulders.
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Anh Dang

I hear popping
in my right ear again.
It happens every time I chew
and it annoys me so
to the point where
I have a hard time
breaking things down
enough to swallow.

Yes, I have choked
now and then
because the popping is beginning
to sound more like guns
and my ears like
to pretend to implode.
So my jaws have rested
and the throat that carries my voice
proceeds.