http://www.tupeloquarterly.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/Splendor.pdf Margaret Cipriano is currently pursuing an MFA at The Ohio State University and serves as […]
Poetry
passing the hospital—the world was drenched, wet gold with sun. Everywhere, hazards. Unprecedented flooding. The air […]
A Surface of Needles by Cassie Donish
Banished to the seaside city made of diamond, we left ourselves in frozen fountains: I haven’t […]
City of Ghosts by Dana Curtis
The night my house burned down, I asked what now, and […]
Elegy by Bruce Bond
About the devastated warmth of the porch light hunger, about stars swallowed by the evening cacophony, […]
Circumnavigation by Dana Curtis
No neat bales tally the end of winter’s ledger. Instead, my father’s dog, an arabesque in […]
Winter Solstice by Jennifer Key
So about your clothes: take them off. Gods in drag sing unabashedly inside each familiar, splitting […]
The Tao that can be Named is not the Tao ...
I admit a bewilderment. The Lord confuses me, makes me think there’s no tree for my […]
Belief by Christopher Warner
Eat freely of these when the orchards are heavy with seckels. Each time the bitter comes […]
Every Green Thing I Have Given by Sarah Bloom
Dotty was the best at selling shoes with her big red hair and freckled neck. When […]
Flowers at Work by Denise Duhamel
You insisted on wanting only one thing at a time, but the forest path was carved […]
Death Mythos by Margaret Cipriano
When the wolves appear, I know I am dreaming. Give me back my dark. They […]