We could live in the body / of a baby shark.
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Lara Kenny
Summer has arrived. Sweat gathers in my creases; long, hazy days bleed into hot nights. At the wine bar, with my best friend, we sip glasses of cold white wine and dip shreds of buttered bread into olive oil.
Amelia Guillet
We pass Wlike ghosts in Edaylight;
Linda Kohler
An anchorage of baking. Jellyfish blotches of flour drift, yolk swell
Rebecca Jacobson
I press the towel harder against my face and my shoulders fall. It’s the first moment since I arrived at the competition where I feel unseen, my hands still.
Monique Nair
Let’s start with the waters of another lifetime.
Melissa Swann
what it would be like / to find no such shore / on the other side of everything
Macey Smart
Do you remember the night we met?
Shafi Huq
The last two weeks have been overwhelming. And it’s only going to get worse.
Samuel Samba
the sun oils the stadium in lilac remorse: sky-angelo
swim meet lit mag 