As the Lord commanded Moses, so he numbered them in the wilderness... He doesn’t open his […]
Sarah Russell
Hardy’s Dumbledore, a bumblebee— It speaks in tongues but is bespoke in code. Word splash hits […]
Overheard on the Chronolog by Stephanie Strickland
Sometimes, back then, I was a girl. And I was roomdark: a candle and a spell. […]
Self-Portrait At Twenty-One As Wish Without a Meadow by Sally ...
http://www.tupeloquarterly.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/09/tupelo_quarterly_seguin_2017-1.pdf Andrew Seguin is a poet and photographer whose work often explores the […]
FORECAST: GLOSSARY by Andrew Seguin
How you got to Thailand doesn’t matter much. It took several decades though to become a facet […]
Artifact by Daniel Moysaenko
I left a watchman at Place de St. Michel to guard the beautiful boy I was, […]
Postcards from Winter by Marlon L. Fick
It must still be the way it was loft of animals branches for antlers a painted […]
Bread and Puppet by Carl Adamshick
From the edge of the bare woods I noticed a glittering where two streams met forming […]
Confluence by Elizabeth Onusko
Recipes After the 1984 Delhi Pogroms Salt witnessed the burning city, sung the first dirge. […]
The Memory of Salt by Preeti Kaur Rajpal
Meanwhile, the wind blows A cloud in perfect stillness overhead, perfect What was beetle becomes spider There […]
This Begins a New Book by Elizabeth Robinson
So what if Huberman put chin to wood in the bunker like a slyer, spryer Mephistopheles, […]
TCHAIKOVSKY, VIOLIN CONCERTO IN D MAJOR by David Moolten
The antiquated stench of the town—horse piss, saltmarsh, rotting shoes and wood—and upward our noses turn. […]