Replacement Songs

An experiment called soon / I’ll fall asleep in your pick-up / beyond the near grey mountains / smiling up at the moon and / here’s one called the… 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

Six Poems by Lucas de Lima

tree we imagine in memory of the slave who preferred / 200 lashes instead of fulmination / live blood running down the trunk instead of latex in the thorax… More

Baltics

Grandmother’s story before it’s forgotten: her parents die young, / father first. When the widow realizes the illness will take her too, / she walks from house to… More

On Reset

Paul Valéry said something like: the purpose of poetry is to re-create the poetic spirit in the reader. That feels pretty right to me as a real reason I… More

from Good Stock

Wolves howl. Soot falls from sky. // The rescuers are never prepared. / And we, here, amid a failure of images. // Scrub a spot whiter than before. /… More