http://www.tupeloquarterly.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/Remembering-Steinberg.pdf Arthur Solway’s poems have recently appeared in Salmagundi, TriQuarterly, BOMB, The Antioch […]
Poetry
A spot of blood in my tea. You on my weighted lip. Fissure I can find, […]
Here by Soren Stockman
Then something else, […]
Because It Is Our Custom Not to Eat Our Dead ...
The dentist who says he won’t hurt leans in with the needle. His furry arm brushes […]
Amalgam by Dawn McGuire
I didn’t know I’d love that little town Vinyl siding, trailer park, O bright blue propane […]
Ode on a Fragment of an Urn by Dawn McGuire
To the extent that American universality depends upon the possibility of assimilation, there is always also […]
Alien Miss by Carlina Duan
It’s Saturday night in the pavilion by the water lake water lapping, lapping […]
On the Lake by Jean Nordhaus
My first caesura was a clay gully in a corn field, […]
Learning the Craft of the Land by Randy Smith
Like kindergartners eager to hear their own voices, we answer Madame’s questions with excitement. Today, we […]
Foreign Language by Joshua Martin
So the woods (on that Midwestern island). So the river(on my left side as I travel […]
Carnival by Holaday Mason
Popsicle lick & radiation drip & ugly shoes nobody should be wearing. I’m tired some days. […]
My Mother Describes Chemo for Andy Warhol by D. Gilson
Adapt a naturalist conceit in which the central image is avian. That’s something I can’t do. […]