Rereading Walden in a place that has itself become new, I felt the prospect of another beginning.
—David Rompf, “Once More to the Pond”
Can I reconstruct this day? Do I really want to?
—William Pierce, “Turning Fifty”
I stood before the bathroom mirror and removed the earrings, like a woman alone again after a disappointing date.
—Tracy Marx, “Zoom”
the nation state is a body it is the Russian doll / of bodies
— Camonghne Felix, “Do You Believe in Borders”
It is the season of fruitfulness. Clouds gather in the east all morning, and the rain pours in the afternoon.
— Kanchana Ugbabe, “Happy Lockdown”
Language, in which the question / where are you from sounds like
are you / from nothingness.
— Krystyna Dąbrowska translated by Karen Kovacik, “Hebrew”