Nicholas Christian has three poems at ~ isacoustic* ~
fuck am I to do
boy
with a resurrected
moth
–
her decoy’s
clock
distracted
by time, she swims
to have
no ghost
–
on tv
the carpenter
dies
we adjust
his tinfoil
hat
–
cleaning
is in
the blood
let them think
Charlotte Hamrick has three poems at ~ isacoustic* ~
Daniel Paul Marshall has three poems at ~ isacoustic* ~
death in its dream home
had a psalmic
memory
to rival
odd-numbered
women. hell was empty
and we wrote
what words
believed
I exist / too / often
(it’s okay)
his father
had a beekeeper’s
wave
the recurring dream of my blood
is loss. dear ma,
your book
how to appear
edible
to a thoughtless
creature…
I don’t know. birth is whose
burned
hand
Kelli Allen has one poem at ~ isacoustic* ~
I never heard my father cough
I must
to say so
be dying
insect is a thing
cannot be
surrounded
the rich have their ghosts and the angels
their seaweed
i.
hypnotized by those who feel no pain
death
is also
short
ii.
a bowl of soup
in the dark.
far off,
a turtle
when drinking, I think maybe in a past life I also drank.
sorry, poem. absent
your suicide
hypotheticals
we all
speak silence
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