i sat where green nettles stand
on the earth's rind 
in a park where i proved myself 
shattered 
gifted with a mouth
opening into song 
wood hollowed 
intricately
curved into my belly
a river  
i remember empire blvd          the tooth cracking concrete
          i fell on
     speeding on my taxi yellow bike 
in front of the kids on my block 
     
     i harnessed the tomboy from my lungs 
forgetting his body stamped with suggestions 
a body aware of its arson  
plucking me different 
my eyes rain on my air force ones 
fingers choke
my wrists 
threaten the crimson tunnel
under my skin 
the thorns of every half cent word 
wrangles half my face into a petrified pine  
& i know i am the boy fruitier than a candy 
bright       game boy color
								  
					
				- 
		Issue 68
- 
		Editor's Note
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		POETRY- J. Mae Barizo
- Aziza Barnes
- Stephen J Boyer
- Wo Chan
- Cathy Linh Che
- Rio Cortez
- Maxe Crandall
- Justine el-Khazen
- Jessica Rae Elsaesser
- Rachel Eliza Griffiths
- Monica Hand
- Ricardo Hernandez
- Paul Hlava
- Rosamond S. King
- Esther Lin
- Andriniki Mattis
- Vikas K. Menon
- Timothy Ree
- Danniel Schoonebeek
- Andrew Seguin
- Xena S Semjonova
- Vincent Toro
- Paul Tran
- Aldrin Valdez
- Jeannie Vanasco
- Tishon Woolcock
- Yanyi
- Elizabeth Zuba
 
 
		

