You Surround Me
I’m not the same as myself // I’m not the opposite of myself // I’m downstream from the values of some ancient warrior class that got to decide what… 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
from All Along It Was a Fever—a what poem
Until I realized that there are events, in the life of a nation, in the life of a person, which cause time to split, simultaneously calling forth the future… More
from The New York Editions
I have / a lover who has / fallen in love with / an interminable nymph // who keeps him / and his statues / in an underwater cave… More
from Motion Studies
They had struck gold; they had won the right to be forgotten. The ticket granted them that. All they had to do was sign on the dotted line and… More
from Explosion Rocks Springfield
I remember the breeze right before… / Burs of—was it willow—slant-falling. / The gray sidewalk, schist granules, scattering. / A brown dumpster lid smushing its green plastic, sandwich meat.… More
Three Questions with Brian Blanchfield
I uncover here a responsibility I feel—to attempt disinhibition, to include affective knowledge, to be inside the body, to report from a place of personal discomfort or unease. Ursula… More
Four Poems by Brian Blanchfield
A second bird somewhere he said undid the doom, / but I never saw either. On we walked. Women feel / intimate face to face. Men, shoulder to shoulder,… More