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Two Poems photo
September 23, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Christina Svenson

i can tell what age he lost his virginity

Jacaranda photo
September 23, 2016 | Poetry

Jacaranda

Ashley Opheim

I’m just going to give up on these capitalist dreams and buy my self some land and a goat. 

Two Poems photo
September 22, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Emily Corwin

just ugly things I don’t want to look at.

Leonard/Fergus/Clemenza/Herbert/ Barzini/Lord Baltimore (noun) photo
September 21, 2016 | Poetry

Leonard/Fergus/Clemenza/Herbert/ Barzini/Lord Baltimore (noun)

Sarah Destin

You mean to say, “hello” or “good morning,” but you know that, between us, that would be strangely inappropriate before our morning cup of coffee

Apocalyptic photo
September 20, 2016 | Poetry

Apocalyptic

AM Ringwalt

Nest of resin and surf wax among blood

Three Poems photo
September 19, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

William Torrey

“You’re damned if you do and damned if you won’t”

Five Poems photo
September 16, 2016 | Poetry

Five Poems

Yuan Changming

The ferry man asked, Where is its mom? I am his mother!

Two Poems photo
September 15, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Jennifer A. Howard

Flat Stanley says let’s live in houses with long hallways to private rooms and a big communal kitchen, fridges stocked with cheeses and sweets

If I Had to Lick Wounds photo
September 13, 2016 | Poetry

If I Had to Lick Wounds

Parisa Thepmankorn

I am a hoarder trying to salvage pieces.

The Agency of the Universe and Everything In It photo
September 8, 2016 | Poetry

The Agency of the Universe and Everything In It

Geoff Bouvier

I put on underpants and pants and socks and shirts in the same sequence every day

 
Two Poems photo
September 7, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Mikko Harvey

When he sees me seeing him, he starts to cry.

Two Poems photo
September 6, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Jacob Bennett

Do you think

you’ll be around for dinner tonight?

Susan’s making shepherd’s pie.

Place Time photo
September 2, 2016 | Poetry

Place Time

Christos Kalli

In theory, Hell in winter must be great.

Two Poems photo
August 26, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Michael Wasson

a glass/ bottle containing/ the letter I/ wrote: it starts/ with the birthday/ of your first/ born

Five Poems photo
August 25, 2016 | Poetry

Five Poems

Kylan Rice

I’d’ve led him by the wrist. Still but blinding four pm/ back home blazed against the glass.

Two Poems photo
August 24, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Kate Monica

II. 
A girl and a girl are in love or planning to be.

Three Poems photo
August 19, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

Sayuri Ayers

Under haze of junior-prom fog machines,
       my cells pulsed with
              non-senescence

The City of Subdued Excitement Endures Mercury in Retrograde photo
August 18, 2016 | Poetry

The City of Subdued Excitement Endures Mercury in Retrograde

Kat Finch

Your hand had never fully formed, a shadow made of lint & oil. Decades pass, divination is still predicated on how long a candle lasts, how long tea sits in a cup. Coffee? I never touch the stuff.

Runnin' With the Devil photo
August 12, 2016 | Poetry

Runnin' With the Devil

W. Todd Kaneko

The last words you will hear in this world/ will be a lie, but when you’re high, you never/ consider how scary Paradise can be/ to snakes

Pin the Tail on the Predator photo
August 11, 2016 | Poetry

Pin the Tail on the Predator

Stevie Edwards

here were girls who sank/ a thousand leagues beneath his hips/ and never bobbed back for air. I came ashore/ in a body of my own, crooked gate/ and piano fingers

3 Poems photo
August 9, 2016 | Poetry

3 Poems

Homeless

A sky
like an enormous
Friedrich Nietzsche-looking
manhole cover
tries to explain your mind
to you.

Two Poems photo
August 5, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Catch Business

i challenge my body/ wearing all white/ i lay down/ only to need to sit up/ i lay down i wish i was/ my own alarm

Curatorial Skills photo
August 3, 2016 | Poetry

Curatorial Skills

jessie knoles

it is in the museum of three years/ that i hide dog teeth and seashells./ your semen in my belly button that/ i secretly finger in the grocery store/ milk aisle.

Two Poems photo
July 29, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Scott Miles

Tonight a boy goes to a field where he knows a horse has died.

B(Earth)day photo
July 27, 2016 | Poetry

B(Earth)day

Matthew Schmidt

I’m shoving fat candles into dirt, blowtorching the wicks and tooting horns. I couldn’t render enough tallow to... more

Recent Books

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Flashes of Life

Micah Ling

Featuring poems that engage songs by artists ranging from The White Stripes to Bruce Sprinsteen, David Bowie to Otis Redding; lists of albums; daily timestamps as poems; remixes and everything in between; Flashes of Light evokes not just the way we listen to music, but all the ways we interact with the music in our life.

 

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Over For Rockwell

Uzodinma Okehi

They say it takes an average person about 10 years to master a given thing. This was my thinking in 1995 when I dropped out of college in Iowa City to draw comics.

 

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Baseball Handbook

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We’ve had the idea and wanted to do some kind of “best of our online baseball issues” for years, and here is one iteration of that book. We’ve been doing it for so long (this year is our 13th!), we have too many favorites, so we made some arbitrary rules...