Poetry

poem. The way mouths have the shapes of leaves, my body, forest of bones, I will […]

This is Another Sex by Elisa Díaz Castelo

—Michelle Detorie the way a fist that wishes it were a heart wants to be the […]

Because I could not, the flowers in my doctor’s office +++++++bloomed. Red tulips the size of […]

Your childhood species don’t matter here— all the birdless metalworks and noise are less the merganser, […]

My father taught me that in a dream a scream finds you on both sides. Reaching […]

when I was little, they made us wave little flags at the president, our school was near […]

oh deer, i am sorry for your roadside funeral—speeding procession of shock & pity we wonder how […]

the child-snow listens, (enclaved) ungirds its mission posture fever-dream of anemone, radio fosse/foundry the […]

Bear Creek, NC The muscles in my lower back have trained themselves to spasm around […]

Today let me give you crumbles weeping (v.) sprig of wounds poured from the spine of my […]

both granny and papa, or at least the dust of what’s left of them, lie in unmarked […]

A murder of crows cawed for justice from the crest of an oak tree as I began […]