from Summer Err

Beyond the forests, / the head of the general / killed everything he saw or could think of. // All sheepmen carry strychnine / to kill coyotes, bears, panthers, / little dog-like wolves,… More

Two Poems by Paul Legault

A president cannot pardon itself. / A body cannot bury itself in / the ground or tomb it had its minions build. / There has to be someone to… More

The Triumph of Life

I thought each day / to be the hard and broken prayer of the only / God degenerate enough to mix his hands in the mash / and our… More

On Value

Tuesday, Paris, and there’s no America / I wouldn’t ransom. Men beg // on the bridge a boy king / named for his mother—who held / his hand as… More

Five Poems by Wendy Trevino

The largest prison strike in the history / Of the US is still going. “We want / [You] to understand the economics / Of the prison system...It’s not about… More

Two Poems by Monica Ferrell

Snowflakes falling on the beaten copper of nightwater, / Filling up the mouths of drowned soldiers, / Snowflakes filling the sidewalk cracks, / Edging the trees with a blue… More

Trench Lyric

The doctors tell me I need this. / The sonnet will tell me I need it. / And you see me with a mug, / a glass, at work,… More

To a Distant Country

By now for all I know / he could be writing a letter to his wife / on a grain of rice. Could be waiting in line / at… More

The Gut

I kissed Dallas for the first time at the top a the rich neighborhood. // This was before the other houses. // You could still look out & see… More