Three Poems from Star Dust
You are the ruin whose arm encircles the young woman / at the posthumous bar, before your death. More
Two Poems from Desire
We fill pre-existing forms and when we fill them we change them and are changed. More
Ellen West
—Is it bitter? Does her soul / tell her / that she was an idiot ever to think / anything / material wholly could satisfy? More
domina Un/blued
The body took paths through waste-land woods / followed her back to the apartment / Her body / hid from its parents / Forgot its sisters / Bathed /… More
Two Poems by Wendy Xu
Unrested we said to others to leave / us pleased, not far along our track, still much // we want, half the slower good death / of cities too… More
Seven Poems by Peter Richards
Blood moon whoever / calls you this lived stupidly / forgets god yearning More
from Aw Heck Land
I don’t mean that vocabulary is arbitrary, but rather that artistic intent can manifest itself—can thrive, even—in the absence of an infinitude of possibilities, in the absence of total… More
Two Poems by Craig Morgan Teicher
I'll want to die first so you / can do this for me, though you'll / want to die first too. It's not / selfish to want to be… More
Sea of Tranquility
No one refrains from repeating the gesture forever. / New York as seen from a plane / Writing its name in the sky. / What once appeared to be… More
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