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An Offertory, on a Small Court photo
June 13, 2016 | Poetry

An Offertory, on a Small Court

Julia Dixon Evans

We turned off the game and drove to the mountains, a dead dog in the backseat

two poems photo
June 10, 2016 | Poetry

two poems

Alana Folsom



June 8, 2016 | Poetry


Philip Dinolfo

  One day I came across an inverted map of the Western Hemisphere. Cape Horn was in Alaska's usual position. I felt very disturbed,<a class="more" href="/web_features/atmosphere">... more</a>

all gods &amp; mysteries photo
June 7, 2016 | Poetry

all gods & mysteries

Aran Donovan

  love becoming, like an apple, this requires time, starred blossom, then summer, the attention of bees, grown<a class="more" href="/web_features/all-gods-amp-mysteries">... more</a>

Elegy with arms folded photo
June 6, 2016 | Poetry

Elegy with arms folded

Alison Thumel

  You've told me you feel like a bat. What you don't mean is your wings. Or the development of a reflex that draws<a class="more" href="/web_features/elegy-with-arms-folded">... more</a>

three poems photo
June 1, 2016 | Poetry

three poems

Greg Zorko

brick once in 2011 someone at a party offered me rum mixed with cough medicine from a 1 liter plastic bottle of<a class="more" href="/web_features/three-poems--39">... more</a>

The World Already Ended At Y2K photo
May 26, 2016 | Poetry

The World Already Ended At Y2K

Michael Wasson

The computers will run an error the size of oceans howling crazy for the pale moon & will hurtle through our bodies to get there. My brother says the lights across the river will burn out. 

how close photo
May 24, 2016 | Poetry

how close

Phillip Spotswood

[practice breathing, talk to snakes, how to suck venom from a wound]

     -february 3, 2012: “I’m getting better at branching out”

I Am in Love with My Therapist photo
May 19, 2016 | Poetry

I Am in Love with My Therapist

Katie Jean Shinkle

Whose hometown are we in in the dream? :: Do you hold my hand or do you disembowel me? Whose side are you on, anyway? :: My confession on this Sunday morning is: we are all human.

Two Poems photo
May 12, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Rachel Samanie

I’ve seen men punch holes in walls. They lead nowhere – I’ve looked, I tried to escape. I’ve seen what happens afterward too.

scenes from the japanese pavilion  photo
May 11, 2016 | Poetry

scenes from the japanese pavilion 

Lucy Tiven

another kind of crime scene
walking to the post office with A

Three Poems photo
May 5, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

Philip Schaefer

Let’s go back to the twin indigo suns/ in our eyes. To shooting holes/ through the walls of our skin, one/ metal kiss at a time...

Four Poems photo
May 2, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Four Poems

Kate Glavin

When a strawberry’s
sore, it leaks

3 Poems photo
April 29, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

3 Poems

Steve Shilling

New ballparks keep sprouting up,
like summer sweet corn. 

Oh, To Be a Center Fielder, a Center Fielder - And Nothing More! photo
April 28, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Oh, To Be a Center Fielder, a Center Fielder - And Nothing More!

Keith Kopka

Come closer reader, please,
I didn’t mean to insult you. 
I’ll let you punch me
right in my asking face.

The Infield Fly Rule photo
April 27, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

The Infield Fly Rule

Alan Walowitz

The full moon may strike you
dumb and limp and lost
when bat readies to encounter ball
and you hit it high as the moon--
still the ump declares, You’re out!
before you’ve moved a step from home. 

We Are in the Cellar photo
April 26, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

We Are in the Cellar

Katie Armstrong

There’s no TV or radio here, so it’s only later we hear that our guys lost big
at home on Blake Street

Why I Might Coach the Little League Team photo
April 25, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Why I Might Coach the Little League Team

Devin Kelly

I would go back now, though, live in the nervous fidget
before I said I like you & kissed her braces
with my upper lip & bled all over her teeth.

Listening to a Baseball Game on the Radio photo
April 22, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Listening to a Baseball Game on the Radio

Thomas O’Connell

There is something about listening
To a baseball game on the radio

April 18, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry


Russell Brakefield

Without fans, the stands turn to a castle
of concrete and sea birds.

Freeway Statistics photo
April 14, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Freeway Statistics

G. O. Clark

each pitch lost in the peripheral blink of an eye

The Great American Road Trip photo
April 5, 2016 | Poetry

The Great American Road Trip

Paul Asta

Dear waiter, it’s true: Casey struck out.
But they forgot to say the pitcher used
steroids. Used historical revisionism


Two Poems photo
April 5, 2016 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Two Poems

Sandra Marchetti

The Unsayable                       The Chicago Cubs last won a World Series championship in 1908 If it never happened, would<a class="more" href="/web_features/two-poems--61">... more</a>

Two Poems photo
March 31, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Ali Shapiro

If I leave rambling, incoherent apologies on your voicemail at four in the morning, is it still impressive that I’ve quit drinking?

Four Poems photo
March 30, 2016 | Poetry

Four Poems

Doug Paul Case

Déjà vu exists because time is a bunch of pink confetti

Recent Books

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Elizabeth Ellen

Elizabeth Ellen

A 400-page collection of poems in fours sections: Nicki Minaj Songs, Bob Dylan Songs, Elliott Smith Songs, and 90s Riot Grrrls Songs.

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Legs Get Led Astray

Chloe Caldwell

FOUR NEW ESSAYS BY CHLOE CALDWELL! Plus the original essays that made you fall in love with Chloe!

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Jason Phoebe Rusch

Jason Phoebe Rusch is a queer writer from the Chicago suburbs. His full-length debut Dualities explores gender and patriarchy from the perspective of a man who was socialized and is currently still read as a woman. He is interested in complication and nuance and messy human failing, his own and that of others.