After Prison
I have 10 minutes until a call-out to see the mental health case manager I call Mr. Forgiveness. I don’t want to see him, not because he is always… More
How Should I Look?
Would you prefer I meet your expectations, / Grasp your neck with yellow-clawed fingers, / tobacco-stained tips squeezing off your airway, / Sour breath tinged with yeasty fumes of… More
Dan Magers: Two Poems
Welling up in my hands are emotions, / and I awakened in her wake, / and I almost saw heaven then. More
Burton Pike Wins Wolff Prize
I could not be more delighted by the news that PEN Translation Committee Member Burton Pike has been selected for the 2012 Helen and Kurt Wolff Prize, an annual prize… More
Angela Veronica Wong: Three Poems
When Elsa is angry she forgets about / stairs, about spiders about veins and / blood about time about coronations / about drunkenness. More
Little Lady of My Heart
Shoe polish before / News from home / Up to the drawn- / In knee where your / Eye socket trusts / Off-shade / On purpose, don’t / They… More
John Reed: Two Sonnets
The truth is, I only tell 13 lies. / Lie no. 2: I lie in praise of heaven. / Three: this is between just the two of us.… More
Three Poems from Empire
How might it feel to be forced to drink molten gold? / The hardening from the inside would kill you almost instantly / When the gold was poured /… More
The Ida Pingala
I told you, in the decades to come, we’d hold our hands open to feel the moist sweat of the turn-coat landscape as it spoils the way we hear… More
Nocturne Trio
I'm an oilcloth stuffed / in the back pocket of jeans / you don't wear / Brass buttons on a work-shirt. Over / exaggeration, under simplification. More
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