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In the Early Summer
By Allison M. HedgepethIn the Early Summer,
I drink sticky gold sunshine and nibble velvet pink roses
and breathe the air of Saturday mornings:
Saturday mornings when I wake up to a tangle of sheets
clock hands at 7:30
window draped in sleeves of sun and the brush of a breeze
Where’s My Sporking Place?
By Lila AhitovYou would think that versatility would be appreciated.
Small forks and spoons for dessert, big ones for entrees.
There’s a knife equipped for steak, butter, and cheese.
The amount of money, plastic, and materials used for cutlery is astonishing.
Taking My Sunshine Piece by Piece
By Emily WeldonA blooming handful of violet flowers,
The beautiful journey of being loved and lost.
A body, fragile and breakable, yet as light and magnificent as a blossomed plant.
Weeping and eroding as time progresses to the end,
Her Golden Lotuses
By Xinyuan HaoI’m back home for Chinese New Year’s and I want to know what it was like for my great-grandmother when she was little.