elementia
Sweetheart
By Gaby KillMy lover is strong for a reason.
I was teasing her neck and giggled when she flipped me
“play fighting”
hit flat on my back, seeing stars in broad daylight on the lawn
of the private school she would get kicked out of.
The Sculptor
By Mariam KhelashviliThe sculptor unveiled a block
A block of marble bought with the
Cents, dollars, kept under lock
Kept under a lock and key.
The sculptor went home again
while rain and lightning poured from skies
Stepped upon the midnight train,
Of Questions and Answers
By Ayesha AsadI have wondered why my body
looks the way it does in the sun.
Brow bone glittering, sweat
tricking like the last swill of water
down a glass, blood circulating
like clockwork, a gear so visceral
and rooted in its own