If I had not learned to write, stupid me, I’d be happy. — Papusza’s confession […]
Poetry
Josephine “Ina” Cariño was born in Baguio City in the Philippines. Her work […]
I dream in a tongue other than my own by ...
I pass my hand over the wooden table to see if it has a fever; I […]
Zeno of Citium Reflects Aloud by Gemma Gorga – translated ...
The goats in the photo were all dead As was the grandpa with his bowed […]
With the Time She Had Left by Julia Story
in orbit around the cobalt sphere. It turns a gaze below towards firm terrain, beholds the […]
The Satellite, The Many-Headed God, Is Flung by Isaac Ginsberg ...
A horizon of furious salt. And prudent camels move along with disappearing footprints in caravans. But […]
A Horizon of Furious Salt by Abraham Sutzkever – translated ...
On Hart Island, I panhandle purgatory’s sandbox. In search of the dead, I rifle through the […]
American Immortal by Alison Rollins
If we must play god we mustn’t be surprised when they bow. Like an iron cross […]
The Committee Speaks of Forgiveness by Dylan Weir
Do this he says or try and I try and I say white pine say lilac […]
And these are the ways we talk to each other ...
Someone holds you. Your beloved. You see how dust is weightless in the sunlight— seeking a […]
Luxe by Irene Ivantcheva – translated by Holly Karapetkova
I remember a plant with leaves palm on outstretched palm nine-fingered each long I thought, without remembering its […]
Castor by Li Suo – translated by Henry Zhang
Myself, I am. A vessel in the shining condensation, ephemeral as steam, adores the breath that […]