Duck & Groundcover Duck & Groundcover
Meadows petaled turquoise. They shiver like glacial lakes Even when the sun shines. A duck could be forgiven, Then, the lack of grace In a dry landing. The ooofff! We…
Sep 8, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Jay Hopler
House Hunters House Hunters
Under the spindlework arch of the wraparound porch, no one ever thinks they’ll expose the original hardwood for its kindling. But no one ever likes the wall-to-wall carpets, the di…
Aug 25, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Janine Joseph
Status Update Status Update
I am safe. I am here! I’ve survived the shooting, bombing, hurricane, flood of numbers streaming across a screen in Silicon Valley where some kid codes We are safe. All’s well, we…
Aug 11, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Shara Lessley
The Love Poems of Virginia The Love Poems of Virginia
Now the love poems that aren’t about being devoured Are about being executed. One can see the naturalness Of the line, how it extends, how it was thought Into the holes of the futu…
Aug 11, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Scott Challener
Little Pharma on Rooms Little Pharma on Rooms
She thinks in a smaller hospital She would remember each face With some embarrassment She can remember all the rooms 1421 From whose eaves pigeons tumble Its permanent winter of sh…
Jul 28, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Laura Kolbe
For My Wife, Who Is Writing a Collection of Stories Called ‘Homescar’ For My Wife, Who Is Writing a Collection of Stories Called ‘Homescar’
Rocks are notched with sea limpets, and the pockets limpets leave once they’ve sealed into the rock and know themselves most inside it, shell swelling, softening the stone. You can…
Jul 28, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Nomi Stone
Saviors Saviors
Spiders under the furniture cut loose the papery drained bodies as simple testaments of just how valuable they have been how surrounded we were…
Jul 14, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Allan Peterson
How Becoming a Mother Is Like Space Travel How Becoming a Mother Is Like Space Travel
The astronaut told us he didn’t look out the window for eight and a half minutes as the rocket launched him beyond our atmosphere. Terrifying things happened— ground vanished, boos…
Jul 14, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Catherine Pierce
Bodies & Water Bodies & Water
I think about my kneecaps, my ear canal, the slight webbing between toes & fingers; I think about brown bodies, my body; how my belly ebbs & sinks & floats & calms…
Jun 16, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Felicia Zamora
I used a tool to reach… I used a tool to reach…
I used a tool to reach a tool I used to make a tool I used to make a metaphysics. The crows, those rocket scientists, those medieval scholars, were exhaustively doing and knowing t…
Jun 16, 2020 / Books & the Arts / Bruce Smith