ONE POEM – Helen Ferris

In the southern heat,
giddiness spread in a slick of sweat.
A stale and sweet smell embraced the girls
as they danced and danced
and would not stop dancing.

ONE POEM – Balfour McBride

They rose up overnight
like a hallucination—
misshapen, pock-marked, deformed
littering the lawn in the dozens.

ONE POEM – Emily Tee

and there, by the weekend-quiet school, at the edge of the pavement, was the mouse
lying on its side, a small trickle of blood / from its open mouth

ONE POEM – Susan Shea

we can sit next to each other
looking out in the same direction
at our life smudges
together