In the poetry of Brad Aaron Modlin, the most quotidian experiences – growing up, being carried […]
Editors’ Selections
In the tradition of Emily Dickinson, Gertrude Stein, Karen Volkman, and Lisa Jarnot, Jenny Grassl defamiliarizes […]
An Introduction to Jenny Grassl by Kristina Marie Darling
JP Grasser’s poems are rooted in the “mammoth sense” of direct experience. They are immersed in […]
An Introduction to JP Grasser by Tony Trigilio
Jenny Grassl was raised in Pennsylvania, and now lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Her poems appeared […]
Queen Anne’s Black Lace by Jenny Grassl
The stillborn calf drops to the ground, all wet & good, smelling of life freshly—; out […]
Pathetic Fallacy by JP Grasser
Jenny Grassl was raised in Pennsylvania, and now lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Her poems appeared […]
Hem of Fire by Jenny Grassl
Ashanti Anderson’s three poems presented here—”Self-Portrait as Overseer,” “Self Portrait in Blackface, and “Resignation” are from […]
An Introduction to Ashanti Anderson by Simone Muench
We found things in the woods during nature walks in Sally’s American Lit class in high school. Things […]
Go On, Then by Darcie Abbene
Jenny Grassl was raised in Pennsylvania, and now lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Her poems appeared […]
Attend the Crowning Head by Jenny Grassl
You were holding a roll of surgical tubing, had it coiled around your elbow & shoulder […]
The Scales by JP Grasser
The weather was good for a burial, chilly enough to make god seem present, wholly […]
Heavy Machinery by JP Grasser
I am black and black underneath, my pink lips painted the most hollerin’est red. Bowtie so […]