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“But I know you’re listening, / From the pale blue waves on the monitor / That I ride.”

Two poems by Karla Yaritza Maravilla Zaragoza.
“it began with silk / devils bleaching brown kernels and selling bottled ice / tea”

Please join us in congratulating these remarkable poets. Winners were selected by Megan Fernandes.

“My motorcycle’s thrum as much the music / as bees in the embattled thistledown, the wild // stonefruits erupting from mouthed cores”

“I ask you to marry / me there and pretend / my name is Joshua.”

“the women’s heart-shaped / faces like pale evenings cracked / with elegant longing for assignations.”

“In my 30s, I seek // and scan. A broadcast warns / of thunderstorms on the horizon”

“I bubbled at the mouth. / But you kept me safe, kept my glass clean. / Close.”

“At the pharmacy, I pluck butterfly wings / from my wallet to stop / anything from fluttering in you.”