The Houselights
because each entry in the lexicon / is a live wire whose root is charged by a / holy fire, as / when a canon shot in a play… More
Trance Notebook #15
what is a prime, / anyway? // and why did I already / feel past my prime when / I was seven years old? More
Two Poems by Eileen Myles
She asked / me if / I wanted / to make / films // someone / tied / a ribbon / it’s pink / and fluttering / on the… More
Two Poems by Todd Colby
. . .The night is fast approaching, / an almost liquid darkness seeps in over the highway / and invades the room I'm in, until electric light / simmers… More
Letter to Europe
to see the web that your rivers / have created, like lines on the / palm of a hand. From these, fol- / lowing the Rhine and the /… More
Two Poems by Cathy Park Hong
as a boy, my father used to trap / little brown sparrows, bury them in hot coal, / and slowly eat the charred birds alone / in the green… More
Ovid to His Book
Go on your way now, book, and speak for me / in places that I love, but cannot be, / saluting those whom I have come to meet /… More
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