Three Poems by Lindsay Turner
the person I love / has a yellow spot in his eye / if he closes that eye several states away / does it still exist // the bells… More
Three Poems from Feeld
unforld mye folde / lik / a chylde debarkynge the old / treee / ekspektynge a hole / mye fase 2 the flore / off a feeld / becums… More
Five Poems by Feliz Lucia Molina
(code of) a black cat projected onto a white wall / (code of) a 404 Not Found projected onto a white cat / (code of) a flower painting projected… More
Two Poems by Laura Eve Engel
In the opposite of woods, in the red ever, I am hungry and you are. // I used to have this job, the bodies entered all at once in… More
Mon cœur mis en trope #1
I haven’t yet begun to use metaphors. / It’s still raining. I don’t use metaphors. / My heart is black and quiet. / My heart has not yet begun… More
Conditions
ninety thousand children crossing the border in the last three years what thirst what listening what refuge what desert harbor what desert keeps at bay what keens what dims… More
Four Poems by Lily Clifford
Uncomfortable in a hospital gown, fallow. The thing I’m praising is wretchedness. It gets easier, as easy as a slur. The tongue root and the doctor’s late, blinking the… More
from The Sissies
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, / and I threw up at the sight of that. // My only security has been to garden civility… More
Toward the Great Unity
I was young, always returning to the municipal building, / where an iron lamp hung, a flickering vestige of history. / And when I moved my belongings in with… More
Testimony Over Tape Recorder
I am the youngest. I am 85 and yesterday, / I was 15 in a military station; / my friends each dying, one by one; / and now I… More