Three Poems by Elizabeth Robinson
Arise awry. Bless bliss. / This: thus sun sung / on dawn. Bird burred / in song insensate as / asters stir tulips.
Two lips / address: undress, win kisses / in chaos endured... Read More
Two Poems by Amish Trivedi
Maybe it’s a blessing that we get to die. / The world I cannot recommend to you. / My miracle year was any before this one. / Rubbing the ashes of two good days into a wounded knee... Read More
Winter Cinemas by Emmalea Russo
A cloud streams through dirt detergent haunted jewels as Marguerite Duras watches a fly die... Read More
Excerpt from The Witch, A Play by Thera Webb
Tremendous suffering and beauty I bring / to the atlas of delight a new river. / Your body breathes above the clouds, / you’re hung by the heels. A pinnate leaf / waving to the water... Read More
Five Poems by Adam Day
Remembrances almost live,” all history at once,” itself alienated from cause effect.” Makes several centuries “simultaneously present,” while revealing a causal narrative in a sequence of construction... Read More
Two Prose Poems by Christine Scanlon
if I cut this way, you circle in two. it hurts, the way lines are drawn. with color of dissent. if you have forgotten, it’s as if you break apart from being. retreat to your hym(n) section. then we parry on... Read More
Three Prose Poems by Yoo Heekyung, trans. from Korean by Stine Su Yon An
i am so very curious about the thing you said you’d planted and i wonder why you are so sick of such peonies, you who would have brushed off your hands loudly after planting them... Read More
Four Poems by Emmanuel Merle, trans. from French by Jeffrey Jullich
These people, it’s simple, / they’re like creases in reality, folds found / in rocks, bulges on tree trunks, these strange / bodies wound the pupil of my eye, forcing me to look... Read More
Four Poems by Raymond de Borja
And I imagine colors too in conversations / leading to the ending, / foaming their phosphorescent streaks... Read More