In “buried who I was in a yard I no longer have access to,” poet Erin Taylor examines the personal and political fallout from our “collapsing modernity.”

Poet [sarah] Cavar’s “Diagnostician’s Note” meditates on madness and the body, warning “You are not immune // To conceptual frameworks. Not even / The ones that bring out // Your eyes.”

In “Cale-se,” poet Leticia Priebe Rocha explores the sonic landscape of Brazil’s military dictatorship (1964-1985) and the musicians who “launched an inhuman scream” against it.

In “Trash Day Triptych of the Material,” poet stevie redwood explores San Francisco’s immense landscape of waste and the exploited workers who collect it.

In “how to interpret season as range,” poet Kinsey Cantrell explores how chronic illness and medical bureaucracy intensify the miserable cycle of wage labor and debt.

In “Feel Good Lyric,” poet Wendy Trevino narrates the tangled logic of San Francisco’s housing market and its collusion with racialized state violence.