Emily Rosko is a rising star in contemporary poetry. She has a gift for bridging the […]
Emily Rosko
Beast, they called you, and so you became. From feet to face you grew out of […]
The Marks by Emily Rosko
When we emerged from the willow’s bridal-veiled curtain, we were no longer sisters. Doe at the […]
Course & Ripple by Emily Rosko
One modern philosopher says humans never should have existed, the world would be better off. Another […]
When You Say You Wish You Were Dead by Emily ...
Out of lament for the body, touch the body. Skin marred with sunspots and scars and […]
Lament by Emily Rosko
The antiquated stench of the town—horse piss, saltmarsh, rotting shoes and wood—and upward our noses turn. […]
The Feed Game by Emily Rosko
The list of wants lengthened. Though, for a while, I didn’t need you anymore. Seasons shifted […]