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Poem for My Neighborhood photo
October 24, 2013 | Poetry

Poem for My Neighborhood

Stephen Morrow


I have been trying very hard / to consider the window’s pane, / but life keeps occurring beyond it. / Two gangs who were firing .45s / at each other across our busy street / inadvertently shot a lady in the forehead.

Biggie Poems photo
October 22, 2013 | Poetry

Biggie Poems

P. J. Williams


            “This album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to<a class="more" href="/web_features/biggie-poems">... more</a>

Three Poems photo
October 17, 2013 | Poetry

Three Poems

Jill McDonough


I chose to love the ones / I poured coffee for. Now I let myself fill / with tenderness for undergrads and murderers, / imagine them as children, little boys and girls. / Privilege and wonder, her underbite and glasses. / His new haircut, her white socks.
Two Poems photo
October 10, 2013 | Poetry

Two Poems

Justin Carter


you want back to ‘93: to soft skin / & nights driving down dirt road / & the desire to still be— / breathing, you want to say / but instead you think of all the things you wish / she was not

Listening to Nick Drake photo
October 3, 2013 | Poetry

Listening to Nick Drake

Michael Brokos


You’re beating him, he needs to protect / the plate and his at-bat, throw something / outside the zone! something he can’t / possibly hit, think how afraid he must be / of you.

2 Poems photo
September 30, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Mike Roberts


      and above the dryer on the back porch she let hang three pieces of purple glass—sometime broken—taped together<a class="more" href="/web_features/2-poems--14">... more</a>

3 Poems photo
September 27, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Michael Schmeltzer


Re: Re: Personal Ad #5 (A Kiss Worth Three Lives)

My father was in the war and told me never to ask
if a soldier ever killed<a class="more" href="/web_features/3-poems--17">... more</a>

Be a 22 Year Old American Boy photo
September 26, 2013 | Poetry

Be a 22 Year Old American Boy

Atticus Davis


Be a 22 year old American boy—get really drunk and embarrass yourself in front of the beautiful, freckled,<a class="more" href="/web_features/be-a-22-year-old-american-boy">... more</a>

3 Poems photo
September 25, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

J. Bradley

I Was A White Girl In A Crowd Of White Girls In The Park

The NSA did nothing after I left a document open on my laptop. In it, I<a class="more" href="/web_features/3-poems--16">... more</a>

Rap Poems photo
September 24, 2013 | Poetry

Rap Poems

Mark Cugini

I. / A yawning / Pitbull puppy / dipped in gold.

Milk Sickness photo
September 23, 2013 | Poetry

Milk Sickness

David Greenspan

The boy has horrible teeth and a bicycle. They’re yellow, his teeth, and after school the children take a tree branch to his<a class="more" href="/web_features/milk-sickness">... more</a>

5 Poems photo
September 20, 2013 | Poetry

5 Poems

Willis Plummer

i'm gandhi on the beaches
of northern california
i take comfort
in the fact that
the government watches me
on public<a class="more" href="/web_features/5-poems--8">... more</a>

3 Poems photo
September 18, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Jill Talbot


I was returning to a Texas town I had no business in,
and when I took him back into my bed, snuck into
his office<a class="more" href="/web_features/3-poems--18">... more</a>

4 Poems photo
September 16, 2013 | Poetry

4 Poems

Dominic Gualco


you traced along the freckles on my back
with black ink,
like a crumpled constellation

i looked at the picture and<a class="more" href="/web_features/4-poems--8">... more</a>

You Just Got Boomed photo
September 13, 2013 | Poetry

You Just Got Boomed

Ben Gross

you can call me the Boom Doctor

I have your emptied-out torso on the operating table

2 Poems photo
September 11, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

h. l. nelson

Tops Like Arrows

Dan’s Trans Am smashed into the guardrail,
him doing 75, all hopped up
on Dexatrim and Coors Lite.
I remember<a class="more" href="/web_features/2-poems--12">... more</a>

White Wearing Wet Pants photo
September 9, 2013 | Poetry

White Wearing Wet Pants

Shane Allison

I’m wet and wearing white pants
I’m wet and wearing
White pants.
I’m wet and
Wearing white
Pants. I’m<a class="more" href="/web_features/white-wearing-wet-pants">... more</a>

Remember To photo
September 6, 2013 | Poetry

Remember To

Sarah Jean Alexander

I dreamt about walking around Ikea by myself and buying a lime green ice cube tray. I drive to the post office and pick out a large<a class="more" href="/web_features/remember-to">... more</a>

3 Poems photo
September 4, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Ras Dia


Tritina: Die

Our lives, the lyrics of ‘Die! Die! Die!’
Less the scenes in Die Hard or Die! Die!
My Darling! or Juliet<a class="more" href="/web_features/3-poems--15">... more</a>

3 Poems photo
September 2, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems


Desireé Panda and the Lee Van Cleefs

A murder dinner for beckoning.  Let’s have a grave way with phonics.  Let’s tangle bright<a class="more" href="/web_features/3-poems--14">... more</a>

Three Poems photo
August 27, 2013 | Poetry

Three Poems

Tracy Dimond


After a couple of Martinis, // one may regard oneself pleasantly pixelated. / I cure nerves with a ten-hour Netflix binge, // then curve my vertebrae to you / while our phones update.

Probably Starlings photo
August 22, 2013 | Poetry

Probably Starlings

Chris Garson


Washer and dryer as hapless duo, / each crashing and beating the other // to shit, idiot tandem: all this / while standing in place.

Two Poems photo
August 13, 2013 | Poetry

Two Poems

Renée Ashley

For weeks I thought only of this We are a body We will come undone A table of snow and a table of sorrow A tea that smells of a house burned down

Three Poems photo
August 8, 2013 | Poetry

Three Poems

Matthew Minicucci

I consider the narrow chain of cars pulled through city parks like kite-string.  In linguistics, mora is a single unit of syllabic weight.  I consider yelling at the yellow cab to add more syllabic weight to my overall point.

2 Poems photo
July 29, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Douglas Korb


Where Everywhere Snow, There Grass

There was a patch of grass. There was snow
around the patch of grass. There was<a class="more" href="/web_features/2-poems--10">... more</a>

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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.