Moon & Pillow say this is yesterday, and I’ve pasted you back together with salt. I mixed […]
Ryan Gunn
The people they were cropping for kept a dump behind the big house where she went sometimes […]
Madeline’s Library by Henry Lyman
Once a month we drive there, drive home; I dress, undress—four hours, one specialist, swabs, cultures. The […]
When I Miss Paris Most by Katherine Bode-Lang
My mother can strip the meat off any chicken bone, leave nothing but a hinge, no […]
The Ghost Root by Albert Abonado
The zzzzzz’s above Neel’s head were real. A speech balloon, liquidly translucent with foot-high gray letters […]
The Crazening by Andy Bailey
As the body of the beloved is a window through which we behold the blackness and vastness […]
August Morning, Upper Broadway by Alicia Ostriker
The boy in the labyrinth opens one more door. One more doctored space in the space of […]
Labyrinth 84 by Oliver de la Paz
1. Dear President Romney, “For a solitary animal egoism is a virtue that tends to preserve and […]
Please tell us why you are not Highly Satisfied (A ...
When the beast started toward him he whistled to it as to a dog, holding out a […]
Two Old Gents by Henry Lyman
In Italian, la passera is sparrow, a term of endearment for the V tucked between my legs. […]
Translation by Katherine Bode-Lang
I can say: That is a hawk. But not: red-tail, red-shoulder. […]
Manifest by Camille Dungy
Frederick Douglass is on fire. You try to tell him that he is on fire, but […]