Generation Stuck, by Erin Murphy
Cut yourself and you'll get lockjaw,
our mothers warned. Scowl and your face
David Attenborough is a Guide for a Different Earth, by Tasha Coryell
It’s unfair that I’ve projected my disposition onto the crabs of the earth.
The Serial, by J.D. Ho
My grandma fed me
things no proper mother would:
Tombstone pizza, Campbell’s soup, nachos,
cookies, and instant coffee.
Three Poems, by Ashleigh Lambert
When great slivers began to slough off the sun, Frog knew he’d have to break the news to Toad. Toad was in the house luxuriating in his breathing.
Two Poems, by Khaleel Gheba
It's all relative. My father had a mustache, but not the rapier. My mother had a face, but not the cinch, not the selective lighting. Every cousin, a mop.
Three Poems, by Daniel Nester
RESCUING BOBBY BRADY FROM A DISASTER MOVIE
The Towering Inferno (1974)
