Two Poems by Kirsty Singer
they poured paint / on the church of scientology / they are suing god you said / there was lead in the paint / it was almost the color… More
Two Poems from Red Doc>
He hadn’t known his / grandmother long or well. / She smelled like Noxzema. / Didn’t like doctors. Believed in herbs and the / Bible. When the apostles /… More
Three Questions with C.D. Wright
Clearly authoritarian states are afraid of even small, solo voices. Less mucked-up states with grandiose images of themselves are afraid of truth-speakers as well. But they can just paper… More
Obsurity & Shelter
a one-story clapboard with stuff / crammed into drawers / waiting for the adults to go out / never enough closets / so he could roll a smoke… More
Three Questions with Maggie Nelson
I hope that what we are working for, when we work for freedom of expression, is the right of writers and editors to be irresponsible in language without threat… More
from Bluets
At the bottom of the swimming pool, I watched the white winter light spangle the cloudy blue and I knew together they made God. When I walked into my… More
Three Excerpts from New Impressions of Africa
Tired of giving his sweat to the bourgeoisie to drink / The slut in her attic dreams of living in style; / And to see his hands adorned with… More
The Land at the End of the World
The night—which resembles a notary’s office where resigned third-rank civil servants lie snoring among the sheaves of official papers—transforms the houses and the buildings into sad family vaults inhabited… More
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