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Point Blank

An Illustrated Poem by Jane Muschenetz

MIT grad and former Bain Management Consultant, Jane Muschenetz arrived in the United States as a child refugee from Soviet Ukraine. She is a 2023 City of Encinitas Exhibiting Artist and winner of The Good Life Review 2022 Poetry Prize. Her debut poetry collection, All the Bad Girls Wear Russian Accents (Kelsay, 2023), was shortlisted for the Jacar Press Chapbook Prize. Jane is Director of Partnerships at San Diego Entertainment & Arts Guild and Co-Founder of the San Diego Chapter of Women Who Submit Lit. Connect with Jane’s work at her website, www.PalmFrondZoo.com, and in various publications. Follow her on social media @PalmFrondZoo.

1 Incident of firearm mortality per 100K population by global developed economies, https://www.bloomberg.com/graphics/2022-us-gun-violence-world-comparison/. M.McGough, K. Amin, N. Panchal, C. Cox, “Child and Teen Firearm Mortality in the U.S. and Peer Countries,” KFF.org, Jul, 2022; https://www.kff.org/global-health-policy/issue-brief/child-and-teen-firearm-mortality-in-the-u-s-and-peer-countries/; USA child+teen data from 2020.

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It’s Complicated

By Mark Williams

I’m scrolling through my Facebook feed—sunsets,
cats, lost dogs, cats—when I see a post
from a friend I’ve known for thirty-plus years. Someone
like someone you know, I bet. Your someone
might roof Habitat homes, deliver meals to shut-in’s,

conduct sing-a-longs at elder cares, teach kids to read.
Without divulging my someone, I think it’s fair to say,
on balance, his scale tips to the good—
as your someone’s scale tips, most likely,
on most days, anyway. The post in question

refers to a certain President of the United States
who wants to outlaw semiautomatic guns, a first step
in outlawing all guns and if you are not afraid to show it,
re-post this, it says. This, three days
after the most recent carnage. How is this possible?

So don’t be surprised when your friend re-posts or compares
bullhorns in Nashville to handguns at the Capitol
or spouts the dangers of firearm registries. But
if you figure things out—how a someone like this
can be a someone like that—let me know.

I could be dying to hear from you.

Mark Williams’s poems have appeared in Writer’s Resist, The Southern Review, Nimrod, Rattle, and The American Journal of Poetry. Kelsay Books published his collection, Carrying On, in 2022. His fiction has appeared in The Baffler, Eclectica, The First Line, The Write Launch, and Cleaver. He lives in Evansville, Indiana.

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Velocity Squared

By Flavian Mark Lupinetti

when the gun smoke clears
and the EMTs bring the bodies to my ER
and I ask why they bothered and they say
we need someone to pronounce them most
times I say you pronounced them just fine
but today I can’t bear to make that joke
because these aren’t so much bodies as
they are chunks of protoplasm subordinated
to the law of physics that dictates force
equals mass over two times velocity squared

when the gun smoke clears
I reflect how clever of Eugene Stoner
who shrewdly designed his AR-15
to fire rounds of a petite .223 caliber
but to propel them at 3200 feet per
second because how else to
penetrate steel plate at 500 yards or
disarticulate a leg from the pelvis
with a flesh wound below the knee
unless you rely on velocity squared

when the gun smoke clears
it still amazes me that these
headless corpses and these
exploded chests each resulted
from a single shot yet it makes
perfect sense mathematically
if you want to create an exit wound
the size of an orange with a bullet
smaller than your Bic pen
you need that velocity squared

Flavian Mark Lupinetti, a poet, fiction writer, and cardiac surgeon, received his MFA from the Vermont College of Fine Arts. His work has appeared in About Place, Barrelhouse, Bellevue Literary Review, Briar Cliff Review, Cutthroat, Sport Literate, and ZYZZYVA. Mark lives in New Mexico.

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America Cares . . . Thoughts & Prayers

By Phyllis Wax

Fly the flag at half-mast
all the time

because every day,
someone kills himself
or someone else
or a bunch of someones

with a gun.

Fly the flag at half-mast
because America loves guns

more than she loves people.

Social issues are a major focus of Milwaukee poet Phyllis Wax. Among the anthologies and journals in which her poetry has appeared are: Rhino, The Widows’ Handbook, Birdsong, Spillway, Peacock Journal, Surreal Poetics, Naugatuck River Review, New Verse News, Portside, Star 82 Review. She has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, as well as the Best of the Net and Bettering American Poetry anthologies. You can reach her at: poetwax38@gmail.com.

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Trigger Warning: An Exorcism for Las Vegas

A performance poem by Alexander McCoy

Performed by Alexander McCoy

Cinematography and editing by Adam Jiang

Alexander McCoy is three years out of Clark University where he earned a BFA in theater, and where he got his start as a writer and slam poetry performer. He has since moved to Boston where he makes a living, here and there, as a teacher or—more often than not—a server in some diner or other. Mostly, he writes about his complicated relationship with his Cuban heritage, or else the view from his porch.