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1 Better to collect miniature trolls beside toy bridges and arrange them on doilies. Best we commemorate old fears until our heads are full lest we trump up some flesh and blood de…

Dec 1, 2016 / Books & the Arts / Rae Armantrout

Film Noir at Gallop Park, On the Edge

Film Noir at Gallop Park, On the Edge Film Noir at Gallop Park, On the Edge

of suburbia in flux behind one of the town’s, count ’em, two mega high schools. The sometimes-tended-to nature preserve where green & green slide crisp between brisk handshakes…

Nov 17, 2016 / Books & the Arts / Marcus Wicker

Entering Death, Davy Crockett Remembers a Row of Georgian Trees

Entering Death, Davy Crockett Remembers a Row of Georgian Trees Entering Death, Davy Crockett Remembers a Row of Georgian Trees

Here someone to talk to would be nice said no one under all these peaches, red and ancient, until each falls the slowest fall the cardinal’s ever witnessed as it cuts through dewy…

Nov 17, 2016 / Books & the Arts / William Brewer

Domino Effect

Domino Effect Domino Effect

For an erection lasting more than four hours tell him you don’t agree with him. The most desirable of her pots authored a vast intelligence. Don’t make me sick of this, followed ev…

Nov 2, 2016 / Books & the Arts / John Ashbery

The Overhead

The Overhead The Overhead

For two decades we kept Mum in the attic. Finally, one hubba hubba day in spring we let her out to walk in the park. She was never seen again. The police refused to inspect the par…

Nov 2, 2016 / Books & the Arts / John Ashbery

Twenty-Four Hours From Home

Twenty-Four Hours From Home Twenty-Four Hours From Home

Where, Ms. Bishop, should the boy and I be today? All precedent’s out of the question, the question out of something like itself but lacking answer. What we have here’s here as if…

Oct 27, 2016 / Books & the Arts / Graham Foust

Yde Girl

Yde Girl Yde Girl

In the Drents Museum The rope, it is a breathless yes fingers press into this windy oboe my throat—one woolen waistband slip-knotted on neck keeps me warm below twelve feet of peat…

Oct 20, 2016 / Books & the Arts / Julian Gewirtz

Captivity

Captivity Captivity

If it’s Yuletide in the New World, then what bellies up to the manger are rattler, gator, buzzard. Just as a wooden snake in a basket of toys at this barber shop I bring the boys s…

Aug 25, 2016 / Books & the Arts / Ange Mlinko

Kill List

Kill List Kill List

1.At a certain distance, it looks like a poem. 2.Transliterated, maybe, from the Arabic. 3.Short lined. 4.Short lived. 5.At a certain distance, it reads beautifully. 6.What its…

Jul 28, 2016 / Books & the Arts / Amit Majmudar

Lies After the War

Lies After the War Lies After the War

We went to Bull Run, or was it Manassas, one of those, past Battlefield Ford, past Glory Days bar in the strip mall, or was it before the mall was built, or was it after the mall…

Jul 14, 2016 / Books & the Arts / Miller Oberman

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