And so faggot meant abandoned warehouse where all my storm-tailed fears rushed into. People cut air […]
Poetry
A car rolls in from the highway and stops. The engine cuts off. The headlights darken. […]
Outside North Platte, Nebraska, Sick for Home by Ted Lardner
mostly water Maeve contains also the tingling urge to swim eyes nose mouth ears […]
LUST by Tina Cane
in response to Wols Tic tac toe, your brain is full of crosses and o’s – a […]
Where a Scorpion Sleeps – Tête Fantastique by Sujata Bhatt
Pretend the cormorant is your late uncle or totem or dance partner or family crest. Or don’t […]
Remark the Similarity by Mercedes Lawry
Prologue My grandfather was a butcher. In death, my mother took on the color and […]
Six Studies of Francis Bacon by Jeremy Bass
We were driving down from Woods Landing in the mountains. We came up behind a truck that […]
What This World Is, Is by Ted Lardner
It’s tempting to pine for the past, dream-life and everything pinned with flowers, like a homecoming lapel […]
Proclivities by Kate Lutzner
Despair I’ve heard it a million times. By 1920, Alexander had logged every tree off of Alexander […]
Meditations at Big Thompson by Ted Lardner
Reach out and startle them. Hear me out: they’re hungry insects; she, the first woman we ever […]
Mosquitoes by Francisco Urondo translated by Julia Leverone
In the previous issue of the journal I launched this “corner” in which collaboration between poets […]
Pairings: Poets and Painters
Your lips pulse in the red and fluctuating flame. Your lips and that hard firewood that […]