Fallacy

to answer a husband, you’d // have to hear him; // something your dead mother wouldn’t say; she was terrible at humor; but you could start now,… More

When She Left

was her face moving or talking, were the words her own; was it because she was missing or because of something else; if moving how grainy, was it from… More

Four Poems by Emily Wilson

Is it to the power of flowering / between the red / and the far-red regions, / against the gloom, / the peony, the poppy, the rose, / the… More

from Ideal Machine

dear son don’t flinch / when he comes for you // singing through my brain my face // lure you wait / shadows flat under the operating lights //… More

Four Poems by Mark McMorris

What more is there to say about tambourines / that mimic the bells on a leather saddle, strapped / to a horse you rode across the Chinese tundra /… More

Two Poems by John Yau

Shorthand that he is sacrificial pig / Soon to be dangled plunged flushed or frozen / Before slurping prognathous blob toting lurkers / Mildly curious prop destined for smithereen… More