After Jennifer S. Cheng 1: the sea captured in a glass 2: a homophone for having enough for leftovers, a synonym for abundance 3: the fish, who have already forgotten you. It’s not personal 4: where memory fails, there’s still imagining 5: you. Not as an ocean but outside 6: glass and/or acrylic
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* Voltage-gated pathways are depolarizedand pore-forming membrane proteinsallow calcium influx from adjacent solutions. (Cell insides become saturated) Excitation is mossy fiber runningsouthbound head-stems and paired shootsthrough once-relaxed tissue. * You’ve established rules,preventative
What separates us from our lives / is a see-through thing. /
After 100 days learning German on Duolingo.com Your cow is pretty. I
Abies lasiocarpa (bifolia) PINE FAMILY H 90’; D 18”. Tree with spire-shaped crown; Wait, matted shrub above tree line. Needles 1”,
I. The tongue, and salt, and onion, leek, celery, carrot and a tub of tomato paste all go into the biground enamel blue pot. The tongue of the domesticated animal peeled but
Ashley Dailey (she/her) is a writer and multimedia artist from Sargent, Georgia. She mostly writes about family and the cultural legacies of the American South. Her work has received support from the
for thirty- seven minutes i watched the day break blue across steelyards yesteryear forgot while recounting the names of my ex-girlfriend’s siblings. i imagine this to be the kind of forgiveness a
will you understand my heartsif i write1’s & 0’si do not know what you look like,but i wash my face in the mirror,& fail to imagine something more humanhow much money did
The first time I saw a needle, it wasplaced innocently on a nightstand as if itwas a tube of chapstick. I had no right to see it in the bedroom of a friend’s
I come home on Easter Sunday to find a mouse killed as if by a surgeon. The puncture wound is a clean crescent. I want very badly for this to mean something. I
i. soojung, 2001 if any memories remain,let bruise and laughter blur. somewhere by a sea,a child forces broken starsinto their mouth, sliveringpaled enamel above barely-therebuckteeth. five years old andevery care beyond. fingertips
If April is a bright reminderon the back of his tongue of my leaving, if pollen & cherry smoke congealin his mouth. I wonder if my father knows my new name &
for Derick Sometimes we’re reminded where we’re fromlike the Gila Monster trapped in its cageat the Museum of Natural Historythat everyone else thoughtwas a snake I didn’t correct them maybe that’s what
