Gnashing Teeth Publishing

| words that get in your teeth

The Space Between Us by Steph Patterson

Everything we see is dead
A smile takes light years to 
reach the retina,
From You to Me
is a galaxy,
An undulating aquarium
of inhabited planets
and milky ways,
Black holes loom in corners
of folded space,
We unfold that space
like a picnic blanket,
Smooth it cleanly over 
the embankment of the moon
and dine on the delicacies of
what we deem to be alive.

BIO: Steph Patterson (she/her) is a poet from Delaware. She’s got #biwifeenergy, is secretly part fae, and a big fan of the spooky season. She lives with her husband, two kids, and cat. She spends her time creating magic with words, dreaming up ways to smash the patriarchy, and rewriting old fairy tales. You can find her on instagram: @spatterspoetry

Goodnight, Taj Mahal by Andre Peltier

Deep below earth, clay and sand, deep below roots and aquifers, it lies in wait. Like that silent coyote stalking her white-tailed deer through the brush, it waits patiently and

contain by Megan Cartwright

verb past tense: contained; past participle: contained 1. have or hold (someone or something) within. Similar: hold carry To have and to hold in our own microcosm, constructed of hope.

Listening to Words by Mona Mehas

Listening to words out of touch cross lily pads, one to the next my rules, a tiny picture frame debt of honor, repay the gift. Headlights illuminate the path listening

Blooming by Elizabeth Gade

Some days are easy and some days are exhausting the days you have to dig through the muck inside take more hits than a heavyweight prize fighter cling to life

Pomegranate Rose by Laura Peña

I want to feed this delicacy To my concubine A tiny spoonful at a time I want to watch the luscious sorbet Linger on the tip of her tongue Melt


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