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Two Poems photo
December 29, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Audrey Spensley

I come to you the way an animal finds a quiet place to die.

Three Poems photo
December 28, 2015 | Poetry

Three Poems

Paul Asta

When Bobby Flay looks at the camera, he looks
at your soul, your secret ingredient, the insides
of your cupboards, the depths of which are unknown.

6 Poems photo
December 18, 2015 | Poetry

6 Poems

Elizabeth Ellen

Are you Beyoncé? My daughter says.

I am holding a pair of Nike kneepads in my hand.

No, I say.

I am not Beyoncé, I say.

2 Poems photo
December 18, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Emily Carney

I think about how the flashes bouncing back from selfies seem really ‘cinematic’
and how shia labeouf seems very alaskan
alaskan with hard fists, and lonely

Iggy Pops Got A Rocket In His Pocket photo
December 17, 2015 | Poetry

Iggy Pops Got A Rocket In His Pocket

Jacob S. Knabb

Iggy Pop has a rocket in his pocket and he shore is gone pull it out.

2 Poems photo
December 15, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Rachel Corso

At happy hour he compared you to Carrie Bradshaw and
you thought this was funny.

Two Poems photo
December 10, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Grant Gerald Miller

Yes,we are parasites of the sun, but refuse to say so. We never mouth the same words twice. 

2 Poems photo
December 8, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Nkosi Nkululeko

Call me sensitive but if you dealt with a toothache
that made a destroyed country out of the left side
of your face, wouldn’t you cry your ass off

But You Dont Know Any Bon Jovi photo
December 3, 2015 | Poetry

But You Dont Know Any Bon Jovi

Laura Minor

we’re all alone in our corner of need.

2 Poems photo
December 1, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Jeremy Allan Hawkins

A person in a pool of water
drinks it all up.

GORGE photo
November 27, 2015 | Poetry

GORGE

Sennah Yee

 

she had dreamt she had fed herself to tigers

felt their maw drag her by the neck

wondered nothing more of her life

other than how many calories she would be.

 

 

 

An uncareful mathematician would always mistake this for love photo
November 27, 2015 | Poetry

An uncareful mathematician would always mistake this for love

Julia Dixon Evans

Because Math! 

Boiled Tomato photo
November 26, 2015 | Poetry

Boiled Tomato

Kaveh Akbar

 

In  a dream you were chewing your fingers down to the knuckle. My fingers, missing nothing, seem a kind of bloom, fluid as they<a class="more" href="/web_features/boiled-tomato">... more</a>

Three Poems photo
November 26, 2015 | Poetry

Three Poems

Hallie Bateman

Snakes and Sharks and Bats

Two Poems photo
November 25, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Liana Roux

Here we are like we used to be,
my thinking of you, your eyes
slipping, never quite on me.

drunken texting while watching junjou romantica photo
November 24, 2015 | Poetry

drunken texting while watching junjou romantica

Dice Jung

 

a text msg that was sent:

ur hands my hands
both needed if i hit
u first would u hit<a class="more" href="/web_features/drunken-texting-while-watching-junjou-romantica">... more</a>

3 Poems from Flashes of Life photo
November 23, 2015 | Poetry

3 Poems from Flashes of Life

Micah Ling

These poems originally appeared June 5, 2014. We are re-featuring them today to celebrate the release of Micah Ling's<a class="more" href="/web_features/3-poems-from-flashes-of-life">... more</a>

Two Poems photo
November 20, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Zef Lisowski

The house

is new, but these woods are

strange, endless, and ancient.

I Don't Eat photo
November 20, 2015 | Poetry

I Don't Eat

Frances Amiama

 

around you because
I want you to keep thinking of me
as a small body, to wonder what keeps me
so pale, what sustains my<a class="more" href="/web_features/i-don-39-t-eat">... more</a>

September photo
November 16, 2015 | Poetry

September

Timothy Schirmer


And now, as summer ends
and the days spread thin,
I feel my life like a meal,
not a bad meal, but one
I have eaten too many times.

 

 

Don't Trust Me: I Think of Opera Far Too Early in the Morning photo
November 13, 2015 | Poetry

Don't Trust Me: I Think of Opera Far Too Early in the Morning

Frank Montesonti

 

There is a room in the cathedral called
"The Quiet<a class="more" href="/web_features/don-39-t-trust-me-i-think-of-opera-far-too-early-in-the-morning">... more</a>

Two Poems photo
November 12, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Chelsea Hodson

Catie sent me her new book
said I was in it a fair amount
that’s a good way to get me to read something

two poems photo
November 10, 2015 | Poetry

two poems

Jon-Michael Frank

 

pictures are as real as forever is
hello kitty in the weeds
I live endlessly as actual nostalgia
dying alive with the<a class="more" href="/web_features/two-poems--44">... more</a>

three poems photo
November 6, 2015 | Poetry

three poems

Shy Watson

"free the nipples"

I beat a guy

who had a crush on me 

at beer pong

 

we got stoned

in the Walmart parking<a class="more" href="/web_features/three-poems--25">... more</a>

When People Say 'Fun Fact' I Interrupt And Say 'You're Never Going To Own A House' photo
November 3, 2015 | Poetry

When People Say 'Fun Fact' I Interrupt And Say 'You're Never Going To Own A House'

Oliver Mol

at work last night a group of brisbane boys came to<a class="more" href="/web_features/when-people-say-39-fun-fact-39-i-interrupt-and-say-39-you-39-re-never-going-to-own-a-house-39">... more</a>

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.