Poetry

Badlands / The Lakehouse

Jennifer Molnar

You’re tempted to find God in every abandoned landscape:
twist of black road snaking through dry grass, shroud
of white hotel cotton, blank heaven that cannot conjure
cloud.

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Bravado

Erin Bertram

It’s good to be incendiary, lit up,
Sparked heel to crown.

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Three Poems

Corinne Schneider

Today
I got my legs waxed. I needed someone
to hurt me a little.

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