Only Mortification Can Bear Fruit │ Pixie Bruner and Amy Drees
Casting purse-seine nebulae resurrectionists hunch over crucibles burners spark, go dark, cry out in clattering tongues of dropped silverware.
Life and (Erasure Poem) by RK Rugg
Life and death is human. Future generations and final moments are possible. We will live on, and we will be remembered. I am a memory.…
Airborne by Colleen Anderson
I soar the mist, wing tornplague-tainted cloth flappingshooing the toxic trailof velvet moths aglowtheir soft coos and rustling wingsso peaceful, filled with death They weave my erratic, desperate dancea tattered…
Poetry Birds by Jennifer Shelby
I asked the art AI what poetry looked like.It sent me four pictures of birds.They were perched upon booksWith bits of nature growing through them:Twigs, leaves, ferns, and pages.This is…