Design by Natasha Gaither
Illustration by Cindy Ren
POEMS
Birthday Candles
Humlum
JACK DELANEY
The white church sows gravel through the corn.
ALI BROWN
I would like to return the candy that I stole.
Mounds poke like nipples beside claimless bikes.
A child sits, unmoving. Beads of wax drip into Illustration by Sydney Zoehrer frosting so Thick blue congeals on white, Unearthly pearls from a planet Of broken clocks and sugar. Years turn in tune, Melting off monuments in days. So quick, blow them out, They’re burning down while A child sits, unmoving.
The camp shop stares out into the wheat and changes mellow hands.
Tucked inside the cliff is a bunker full of art which only weevils see.
Runes salt the night.
One day soon we are going out to sea but the walk to water will take time and many feet.
Crabs rot in the harbor where their eggs hatch.
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