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Community Anthologies

  • Poems and Soundings

    Jody’s audio poems weave a multi-sensory tapestry that unpacks communal tending, self-compassion, and the shedding of self-doubt.
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  • “After the Blood” and Other Poems

    The gift of Jeni Prater’s poems is their effortless ability to render the mundane a miracle, the invisible seen, and the “unconventional” a beautiful new future. As her words search for life, sifting through the complexities of biology and bureaucracy both, her readers are unwittingly captivated by the tenderness of her tireless pursuit.
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  • eating my way home

    In her captivating photo essay, Esther peels back the layers of memory to better understand her immigrant family’s migration, survival, and identity journeys.
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  • The Sound of Absence

    Erin Langner is well into adulthood when she is suddenly overcome with nostalgia—and guilt—about her long-since-over childhood obsession with the late R&B icon Aaliyah. In her essay, “The Sound of Absence,” Langner is a reporter and poet both, investigating the psychological phenomena of cultural erasure while also penning a heart-achingly tender ode to the things we love and lose, and the things time begs us to leave behind.
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  • My Father Is a Crab Nebula

    Part elegy, part prayer, part epistolary masterpiece—Amy Rose Lafty’s “My Father Is a Crab Nebula” is as littered with love and grief as the galaxy is replete with stars. You won’t soon find a more intimate glimpse into the cosmic transcendence of a life lost too soon—and the mourning that comes from being left behind.
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  • a soft place to land

    Inspired by solitary nature walks, Joanne’s immersive digital exhibit delves into the nonlinear journey of returning to the self through their connection with nature.
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  • Editor’s Note

    What do rivers remember and where do they invite us? I invite you to take your time with the rivers, questions, and longings in this issue.
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  • Editor’s Note

    When I curated this anthology, I was fixated on the idea of “change”: What it means, what it holds, and what it can be.
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  • Editor’s Note

    Whenever I can’t stop thinking about something, I know I should write about it.
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  • Editor’s Note

    With every subsequent phase of this process undergone, a new layer of sinew, muscle, and flesh was added to the skeleton of my dream.
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