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Free poetry submissions — and we’re always open!
Submit your poem ➜
International poetry competition with $100 prize
Enter the competition ➜
Browse our issue archives & poet interviews for free
Read our issues ➜
Subscribe for free & get our next issue in your inbox
Subscribe now ➜
Competition Winners
Safety First – Ping Yi Yee
Patent No. US3071856A protects the Safety Razor, property of one Irwin W. Fischbein of 18 Joyce Road, Hyde Park, Massachusetts. Super+Platinum, whispers stainless steel blade atop the dresser, grandpa snoring after lively grandkids, hundred miles fifty here by diesel spluttering bus.
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After Rain – Madison Bertenshaw
I taste currents. Creosote, mud, agave, caliche, spines, javelina shit. You stab me like a cactus collecting the desert. Your body makes my home shiver.
I fell in love with your white heart, a dove stamped on your chest. I’ve never loved a man.
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Anton in Summer – Natalie Susak
In class I learn the word for summer: ljeto.
This summer: ljetos.
This summer figs fall from trees
at the beach where we swim with your cousins.
Anton is wrestling the Hungarian vizsla
unleashed in clear waters.
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Aunty Nor – Farrah Lucia Jamaluddin
“If you are not a little bad from time to time
how can you learn to be a little good?”
my aunt would tell me as I soaked her
robe with my tears. I can’t remember what
I had done, but the guilt was heartbreaking.
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Quarterly Issues
Featured Poems
When Darkness Falls – Sergio Ortiz
He gets to my house
with a missing teardrop earring
and a face full of questions.
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The Moon, Reversed – Noah Mullinax
When I think about death I imagine
birds flying straight into the Earth.
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Empirical Incoherence – Gurupreet K. Khalsa
a day fell away
as though the plane had a hole
in its back pocket
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Chronically Ill Housekeeping – Makena Metz
You live with pain like a fish on a hook
digging into your cheek.


Writing poetry is a completely different experience for me than writing a novel…