About this issue:

Poems by Matthew Gavin Frank, George Kalamaras, Ann Lauterbach, Matthew Rohrer, Evan Willner, and Lynn Xu

The cover of 6x6#12 was designed by Matvei Yankelevich and letterpress printed by Polyprint & Design in NYC. Guts manufactured in Michigan by McNaughton & Gunn. Rubber-band assembly and corner cuts done by hand at UDP.

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thirty-first state

If all tagalong creation insists on being
what it’s not, rocks dying to skip downhill and spread
out gravel at our feet, hurricane trees to fly
close, everyone caught in your photos to smile and
perform some realistic gesture, the sky to
empty itself all over your face, human feet
to grasp, throat meat so much to be the ticklish air
that threads its variable muscle clutch, and you
to be filled choke full with words ground together in
tectonic poems—and everything just aspires
to a moan—then this crunching must really be the
gravel begging beneath our feet. And if not, not.

—Evan Willner