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By Chong Yang ● 2022

Cia lub ntiaj teb los ua koj lub vaj Tus njuj neeg yog ib lub paj, xim twg los zoo Txoj kev tsaus ntuj yuav tsis kav Ib pliag xwb,

Minnesota Nice

By Ty Chapman ● 2022

At fifteen, I watched a cop shove a child down concrete school steps, his body flailing between impacts. His skull battered to fragments. Crimson rivering down a well-ironed shirt.

Stones

By Julia Klatt Singer ● 2022

Each word a stone. We can build a wall or a path to each other.

April Snow

By Loren Niemi ● 2022

The snowblower works the sidewalk The wind works the window Curtains flutter where the window leaks, Miles Davis’s Nefertiti is the soundtrack, And if all is not right with the

Diagrammer of Sentences

By Mary Kay Rummel ● 2022

Diagrammer of Sentences    In the corner of the living room, huddled over my pink wooden desk, brothers fighting, mother angry because I’m not peeling potatoes, I’m wandering in English

Restoring prairie

By Leslie Thomas ● 2022

Restoring prairie   June 24, 1854: Some of these flowers must be preserved—not that they can ever be made any more beautiful or arranged with any better taste than now.

How I Became a Feminist

By KateLynn Hibbard ● 2022

How I Became A Feminist   Because she could not bear to waste a thing, My mother always drank the coffee dregs Straight from the pot, and dribbled on her

Between the Stations

By Benj Vardigan ● 2022

Between the Stations The presets are nonsense, directions to nowhere. Coaxing the dial across the notches we nuance, tune our ears to any clear scrap in the static.   On

Salvation of Bread

By Diane Jarvenpa ● 2022

Salvation of Bread   Every time sorrow is a rock to the skull   I chant up a stove it’s belly all fire bloom    as I beg any ancestor

Art by Demont Peekaso Pinder

I Wish

By Allysza Castile ● 2019

Last night I woke up out my sleep and I cried for you. I tried to hold it in, but my tears just flowed like an endless river that would

West Saint Paul

By Roberto Sande Carmona ● 2019

Tengo un headache. Maybe it’s the combinación de lenguas en my head, on the billboards (espectaculares, dice mi abi), y en las conversations of people pasando por Cesar Chavez Street.

Art by Christopher E. Harrison

Pet

By Kurt Schultz ● 2019

Kinda clammy, kinda wet, the goldfish kinda needs a vet. A little pale and looking ill, the doctor thinks she needs some pills. The pills won’t do, get a knife,