Solvitur Ambulando Solvitur Ambulando
After the impossibility of the movement of any object through time was raised in light of the fact that, in time’s smallest unit, no motion can take place (which is to say, that an…
Jul 16, 2019 / Books & the Arts / Timothy Donnelly
After All After All
Even when the garlic crop is good, something else is always dying— the peas withering in the afternoon we hoped for rain instead of watering, the tomatoes over-shaded. It should te…
Jul 2, 2019 / Books & the Arts / Anna V.Q. Ross
felo-de-se—Melissa felo-de-se—Melissa
physicists say we change an object simply by turning our attention to it—really I am a grandson only when we are eating at Panera—one of us is lying always about her particular hu…
Jul 2, 2019 / Books & the Arts / TC Tolbert
Week 12: Lime Week 12: Lime
the face looks unquestionably human, the update tells you, eyes have moved from sides to front of the head, ears right where they should be and you wander your fingers along their…
Jun 18, 2019 / Books & the Arts / Julia Kochinsky Dasbach
Mange Meat Mange Meat
We’re so late-stage that we trade our storm-wet cash for synthetic fuzz, as if fleece wasn’t the shorn warmth of a bleating thing. There is a new wolf in me this winter and I can’t…
May 21, 2019 / Books & the Arts / Alicia Mountain
Twenty-First Century Woman / Ankle-Length Cardigans / Looking in the Mirror Twenty-First Century Woman / Ankle-Length Cardigans / Looking in the Mirror
Twenty-First Century Woman I don’t know how to turn on a TV anymore Ankle-Length Cardigans Great returns on the pavement produce false ideas of equity in the guarantee tha…
May 21, 2019 / Books & the Arts / Amanda Nadelberg
Dear Melissa— Dear Melissa—
On each body is carried the shape of its absence—the uncontrollable morning— a hammock over-turned by the wind—bird- shit—which implies beauty but is not beautiful in and of itself…
Apr 23, 2019 / Books & the Arts / TC Tolbert
Love Prodigal Love Prodigal
I make love when I am bored. That’s how I know I’m an intelligent animal. It’s easy to tremble—a pistil brushed with a bumblebee’s fur— and who doesn’t want to be golden, like pear…
Apr 23, 2019 / Books & the Arts / Traci Brimhall
Little Death Little Death
after Jonathas de Andrade When a man traps a fish he removes the hook from its side and once it has beaten its fright into the wooden boat with its strongest slaps he will clutch t…
Mar 28, 2019 / Books & the Arts / Rachel Galvin
They Brought Her In They Brought Her In
They brought her in to sit in the audience. They brought her in to listen. They brought her in to look pretty and keep her mouth shut. They brought her in to laugh at the right…
Mar 21, 2019 / Books & the Arts / Lauren K. Watel