- Summit
“Because English is the lingua franca now, the term a laughable irony // we often overlook.” | by Brad Aaron Modlin
- No Artist Paints Only One Portrait
“What I mean is every shower / on this street has someone / singing or crying in it.” | by Brad Aaron Modlin
- The Hole in the Church of My Heart
“There are myths of intention circling skies / like vultures and parades of new madrigal” | by Alan Semerdjian
- Prophecy of the Heartbeat
“or the hours will drift sideways you’ll be / old in // Texas imbroglios of fire /
tracing the objects in your kitchen” | by Chad Sweeney
- The Futures
“or three days from now you’ll get up // and cough and spit and push / the lever that sets birds loose from sleep” | by Chad Sweeney
- Viscera
“Our moms were widows before they met our fathers. / Their hair blue-black, their hands already chapped, caressed” | by Allison Adelle Hedge Coke
- Veins (extracts) // Nervures (extraits)
“a little like how a sentry in the night / paces to keep himself awake” | Selections from poet-artist Hamid Tibouchi’s Nervures in English and French.
- Villanelles: ‘Putting a Question to Spring’
“We only have copies, but they, too, stun / with the ever-out-of-reach, the waylaid poem” | by Jacqueline Osherow
- After “The Day After My Father’s Death”
“Explain quarantine to children, / says the headline. If they could / read, we could leave the truth / lying around for them” | by Dora Malech
- Messages
by Adrienne Rich: Dark blue shot with death rays but only a short distance
