poetry
Kelli Lage | poetry | Mower of His Dreams & Tractor Cab
“My fingers graze his jawline”
Linda Malnack | poetry | I love all this like you know there’s a sun
“I love the man in the midst of the flowers”
Calum O’Connell | poetry | prelude
“our shadows flush / & shiver. ”
![[jp/p] | poetry | Itchy Love](https://miniskirtmagazine.files.wordpress.com/2022/10/039-2.jpg?w=1200&h=900&crop=1)
[jp/p] | poetry | Itchy Love
“we follow roads to a grey convergence”
prose
Adrianna Hall | fiction | things he couldn’t help but notice
“I loved the moon: full, crescent, or gibbous”
Karen Walker | fiction | Roasted eggplant, shiitake mushrooms, and ricotta
“And I know what I want to order.”
Lisa Molina | nonfiction | Fluttering Fingers
“fingers long and thin, but sure and strong and gentle”
Nancy Finston | fiction | Carousel
“She wondered idly how she knew he was French”
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