Amy Soricelli (5 Poems)

Teacher Training I cannot sit her down and say things that will make the difference in the shape of her feet or sounds from the kids she teaches when they ask all the time; they ask about the world and the lonesome way people behave. She will say things now, on the phone, that startle…

Hannah Rousselot (4 Poems)

Hollow Glasses clink and mouths smile and jewelry sparkles and eyes are hungry hawks. This dress is too tight. My smile is too tight. My stomach is too tight. I wish I could peel off my skin to stretch it out over the curve of the Earth. Maybe I would finally be skinny enough. I…