THINGS I KNOW ABOUT LABYRINTHS: They are not mazes. You cannot get lost in them. Once you get […]
Poetry
1. Sex is expectant. Run the words together—sex, pectin—as in that which binds. (The skeleton.) 2. You two. […]
Piecemeal by Billie Tadros
You came & went, veins full Of dark honey. You wanted A road you could sink knee deep […]
Overdose by Jo Sarzotti
I. Creation Myth […]
Skittles for Trayvon: A Diminishing Suite In Verse by Lillian ...
When I encountered Maggie Smith’s poetry manuscript The Well Speaks of its Own Poison, winner of Tupelo Press’ […]
Wise & Fierce Beauty: Maggie Smith’s The Well Speaks of ...
The Catfish, the Fish That Lives on the Bottom The catfish, a fish that lives on the bottom […]
The Catfish, the Fish That Lives on the Bottom By ...
To call the body occupied, one had to first occupy— wire suspended in an empty room. Nothing perched […]
Practice in the Shadow Room by Sharon Wang
Hard work in its horse boots clomped toward us down the trail to the cabin. We were growing […]
No Billboards in Vermont by Oliver Bendorf
All that time we were sleeping and waking, waking and driving to work, turning off the iron then […]
Two Weeks Later, the Dog Returns by Carrie Fountain
“Not having arms takes so much away from you. Even your personality, you know. You talk with your […]
Double Arm Transplant by Karen Skolfield
All the birds die of blunt force trauma— of barn of wire of YIELD or SLOW CHILDREN AT […]
Self-Portrait as a Door by Donika Ross
i. Each knot is a promise. Each lead weight mashed in the backteeth’s vise evidence of a kind […]