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if i die bury me at the ymca photo
January 25, 2017 | Poetry

if i die bury me at the ymca

Angie Sijun Lou

every day i go to the ymca & think about
my problems. 

Two Poems photo
January 24, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Alison Stine

if I could re-wire myself I would
start again a blank heart with no pictures

Two Poems photo
January 23, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Kristen Brida

In high school I hid headless
barbie dolls under my bed

Two Poems photo
January 20, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Emily Present

i bought an essay with someone else’s money when i was 23
just to feel what it was like to steal words
it was the sickest i’ve ever been

Two Poems photo
January 18, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Molly McGinnis

The moon is small and perfectly cut.
Blinking between trees like the cursor
you used on your middle school blog.

Three Poems photo
January 16, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Brian Laidlaw

Miracles come more seldom now.
It’s satellite interference.

Three Poems photo
January 13, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

CL Bledsoe & Michael Gushue

In the far-flung depths of the future, historians
will look back to this day and say, "This
is where it all went wrong."

Three Poems photo
January 11, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Shelley Whitaker

There’s something about a horse that floats.
Watch her neck hover over the half-door
of a stall, or her sunlit backside rise

Two Poems photo
January 10, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Zara Sedore-Mallin

my brain is on fire
so i can tell by the colors
that winter is coming

Three Poems photo
January 9, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Tasha Coryell

Benjamin Franklin’s wife rubbed his paper fingers all over her body, saying, "I’ve got you now, Sweet Baby, I’ve got you now.” 

Two Poems photo
January 5, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

C.T. McGaha

when i was born, you bought a hill—
a great mound of clay and bone
and you named that mountain after us.

Two Poems photo
January 3, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Nick Narbutas

once I dated a girl w/"good is dead"
tattooed across her chest she turned out to be right
but not the way she wanted to be

Second Engine photo
December 29, 2016 | Poetry

Second Engine

Sarah Bates

I think about small green soldiers searching for Crater Lake.

WORD FOR LYING ABOUT A DREAM photo
December 27, 2016 | Poetry

WORD FOR LYING ABOUT A DREAM

Emily Dhatt

Because you find it interesting and want it analyzed without the burden of being analyzed yourself.

ARRIVALS photo
December 22, 2016 | Poetry

ARRIVALS

Hayley Hudson

A Ford Explorer firetruck and a cul-de-sac basement had a birdbath at night.

Four poems photo
December 16, 2016 | Poetry

Four poems

Chris Gilmore







Deconstructionism

is just a fancy word for
skepticism
which is... more

3 Poems photo
December 15, 2016 | Poetry

3 Poems

Kwame Opoku-Duku

grandma was real creole
man
BRIGHT bright

Moon Poems photo
December 14, 2016 | Poetry

Moon Poems

Leesa Cross-Smith






OUTLAW LOVE

I can listen to “Thirteen” by Big Star and pretend
I am thirteen back in... more

White Sands photo
December 12, 2016 | Poetry

White Sands

Peter Shippy

After the credits, I vacuum. I vacuum for hours and hours.

Transcendental with Reincarnation photo
December 8, 2016 | Poetry

Transcendental with Reincarnation

Julianne Neely

Transcendental with Reincarnation 

I was a bank/ cashier who stole /a five-dollar bill/ I was Laika/ a stray... more

2 Poems photo
December 7, 2016 | Poetry

2 Poems

Daria Rae

By now you tell me how I feel.
You tell me
what I will do and how I will act.
You do the creating
for me,

Maybe Rome Grew Tired photo
December 6, 2016 | Poetry

Maybe Rome Grew Tired

Tyler Atwood

I can't in good conscience watch a sixteenth season of Big Brother.

Four Poems photo
December 2, 2016 | Poetry

Four Poems

Carly Schweppe

What if you spent a morning pulling scallions from the soil and washing beets in a metal sink?

Three Poems photo
November 30, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

Karl Schroeder

I'm going to abandon everything / after this poem 

Comeuppance for the Good Old Boys at the El Club Scorpion photo
November 29, 2016 | Poetry

Comeuppance for the Good Old Boys at the El Club Scorpion

John Patrick McShea

Had a dream he was chained to a mountain while a buzzard ate his liver.

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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Dualities

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.