body shop

By Quraysh Ali Lansana i've heard tell of a hustle
in brooklyn where clever folks
throw themselves in front of cars

Loss is an art, traversing one world to the next

By Purvi Shah The mehndi is leaving my hands,
brown swirls dissolving into brown skin.
Somewhere you are traveling

By Kim Roberts O augury seeker,
know and be aware...
In the book of divination,

By Kim Jensen You know the economy's bad
when people are lined up around the block
to apply for the job
of the wicked witch.

By Alan King The president of pride's been overthrown
by a coup.
The president of humility shakes his head.

By Tiffany Higgins I shall build a city upon a hill
and upon a hill and upon a hill and upon a hill
I am a little shepherd piping low

By Francisco Aragón Despite the absent head (whose eyes

were the green of apples)

By David Keplinger Lincoln, leaving Springfield, 1861,
Boards a train with a salute: but it is weak.
To correct it, he slides his hand away