Poetry

Because hell was a far more complicated place that anyone could have imagined, the jets spun […]

Viva Chthonia by Dana Curtis

How the light gives us shape and tears at us. This Polaroid ruined, streaked by stray […]

Dear husbands you hardly know how to set the green growing you hardly know the vine […]

Sometimes it hurts down here, worse than stepping on a snake, more than the trail of […]

Is not disease the rule of existence? There is not a lily pad floating on the […]

Once piss halos gold on the sheet that’s the beginning of sorrow. We never let go […]

there is nothing left of your body except ashes in an urn on a mantel not […]

Hither the sound has borne us-—to the realm of Demogorgon, and the mighty portal... […]

Snow and silence thrill me, open sky shaking salt on its fierce meat: the savage trees, […]

So I lay in my daybed at night & fashioned myself a future wife. I took […]

Let there be pasture for the stones and shepherds for the storms. Let the wind be […]

Not crows but the land they glean come fall and me in that place, wearing another […]