returned from lunch encumbered. She had a puppy. He wasn’t with her physically, but she made a […]
Poetry
The boy in the labyrinth is full of love. Full of inferences. The mysteries of the maze […]
Labyrinth 90 by Oliver de la Paz
*** 1. The wind pales after the fire, when it comes to its senses from the […]
The wind pales… by Alexander Ulanov (translated by Alexander Cigale)
Dead on the ice a week now, spike horn buck half- eaten, torn up, and the neighborhood […]
Spike Horn by Carol Potter
shame is violence you knew that I know you through the artillery of your garments each bodice […]
McQueen by Kevin Simmonds
I opened the pineapple for you when you told me of your sister — of barricaded limbs […]
With Both Hands Bare Again by Krystal Howard
I don’t want to end up an old drag queen. OCTAVIA SAINT LAURENT This is no primrose […]
Legendary (2) by Nicole Sealey
I saw my faith riding on the light in the ocean one morning when the sound […]
Unspoken by Afaa Michael Weaver
Your scapula is a fin, The way it cuts. My palm is snow on a drumlin. The […]
Stack by Michael Pontacoloni
Hundreds of years ago when my body was a canoe on the water, when my mind was […]
Idyll in Late Summer by Nate Pritts
For this issue of TQ, which has called up a theme of the relationship between poets and […]