
4X2
an online poetry journal
Photo by Melissa Hotchkiss
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Resignation
by Laura Dixon
Some things I cannot master. Roofing,
for one. I made it as far as the tear-off,
but tar and nails are depressingas Greek drama, car commercials,
all designed to teach you
what your best efforts won’t amount to. -
Poem
by Sean Burke
This cloud was refurbished
by an online merchant
who works days as the moon's half-eaten orangeand blinks in near-perfect intervals.
His taste in atheleisure's renown.
He wants you to notice
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Repetition ritual for summoning the good witch
by KT Herr
On a large screen I watch ice-
fisted hail shatter a windshield. Something about storm
footage gets the beams of my body
hot. Thrumming. Like they could lift
& land in some swifter place. Later, a real stormtramples Florida. The air conditioner
exhales to a halt, then clears -
Comfort of Home
by Kristen Holt-Browning
Awake at the false hearth, thinking about architecture,
how every structure I create is hostage
to water. The heat of this art is simple:
eyes open, wide through the mourning. This is to say night
comes early now, and I save nothing. Flip a switch
and gas flames to small fire, grazes
artificial wood. We do not have to build