Annalogue on Oranges
that even a dog has more rights to run free. but that oranges glimmer. so as not to be slurped up by dog-tongue. excuse-moi, dog. excuse-moi, docteur. can he… More
First Husband
He was close by and very eerie / He did not do the dishes / He retreated into our house / or he rode away in cabs / He… More
Eight Poems by Sara Deniz Akant
a horse / cries through the fog. / the little lion balconies / did stoop before his loss. More
Five Poems by LaTasha N. Nevada Diggs
sewn plastic roses / to cheap men’s shoes off Columbus. dannon yogurt cups. girl scout patches to Lexington / bras. football safety guards & elastic. u gonna toil to… More
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
Three Questions with Cathy Park Hong
In literature, dystopic narrative has been used hubristically as a way to face one’s own mortality. An aging author, say someone like John Updike, conjures an apocalyptic narrative because… More