I can see your gaze out the window, the silences of a house that hasn’t waked, the […]
Poetry
Soon as Ella began beading the pearl-perfect tune white woman knew for sure what she could do […]
Something Owed by Kevin Simmonds
Jogging toward the bus on Columbus I see it’s already crowded, squeeze my way to the back. […]
The 30 by Jill McDonough
We pull ourselves open, oranges exposed as flesh, the pungent smell of being closed too long […]
Mirrors by Afaa Michael Weaver
TJ: Do you actually sit down to write a sonnet, ghazal, or villanelle? Or is it a […]
Women in Form: AE Stallings
TJ: Do you actually sit down to write a sonnet, ghazal, or villanelle? Or is it a […]
Women in Form: Erica Dawson
How fortunate the boy holding his father’s hand crossing the street coming home from a movie they […]
How Fortunate the Boy by Alicia Ostriker
& the small bird at the roof’s edge breath of cloud […]
Fourteen Lines for Betrayal by Lisa Fay Coutley
I Was Once a Handsome Boy I was once a handsome boy, heard Socrates in the porticos, […]
4 poems by Anna Margolin translated by Maia Evrona
At this opportunity, Mademoiselle Claudel proposed to me the model of a group, with a genuinely interesting composition […]
L’Âge mûr by Katharine Johnsen
I haven’t done it yet, but so? I’ll leave you in Gethsemane’s xystus, the beck and call […]
Lady Jesus by Erica Dawson
TJ: Do you actually sit down to write a sonnet, ghazal, or villanelle? Or is it a […]