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Chelsea Martin Poems photo
March 2, 2018 | Poetry

Chelsea Martin Poems

Elizabeth Ellen

In these poems I am using ‘Chelsea Martin’ as a pseudonym for someone who is not Chelsea Martin.

three poems photo
March 2, 2018 | Poetry

three poems

Mary Boo Anderson

I've been socialized to be alive / the quiet death of women eating salad

Two Poems photo
February 28, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Luis Neer

i have stopped worrying / about being / a robot / version of me / with unfamiliar eyes / but i have other worries

Three Poems photo
February 26, 2018 | Poetry

Three Poems

Dana Alsamsam

We lie here together, gold in charred hands, / pulling the ash from each other’s hair.

 

Five Poems photo
February 23, 2018 | Poetry

Five Poems

David Schaefer

This is the most difficult sermon, / The one where the disciples / Burn the hamburger buns and / Christ nearly misses his train.

Four Poems photo
February 22, 2018 | Poetry

Four Poems

Vandana Khanna

I grow our loneliness in my mouth, feed you— / sweet and bleak— under a halo of buzzing stars.

Five Poems photo
February 21, 2018 | Poetry

Five Poems

Elizabeth Schmuhl

The snow is beautiful and I want to die. Who could / refuse this softness?

Two Poems photo
February 19, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Ananda Lima

We were little and we wore white we squinted at all that light we were hungry we were given pink candied popcorn

Two Poems photo
February 16, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Cameron Quan Louie

Than the plastic donation kiosks in a mall / shaped like a funnel. You walk up and roll / your change and watch all of it spiral down

Two Poems photo
February 9, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Lauren Westerfield

I am all the way turned on; turned up. Nerve-hiss-skin. There is a story here, and I am running interference.

From, "COMPANY" photo
February 8, 2018 | Poetry

From, "COMPANY"

Emily Hunt

It isn't natural / for a thin stem with fruits / to sprout up – / they're heavy, / they're supposed to just hang.

Three Poems photo
February 6, 2018 | Poetry

Three Poems

Mariel Fechik

I dream myself into a field that is lime green. There is a branch in my lungs, and I can’t love like I used to. This is a ghost story.

Three Poems photo
January 24, 2018 | Poetry

Three Poems

Christine Stroud

The Gemini

It would be a lie to say I always went to bed with one brother
and woke up with another—that at night he placed... more

Three Poems photo
January 22, 2018 | Poetry

Three Poems

Nathan Wade Carter

I sip red wine and weed / and deface anything that looks like me

Two Poems photo
January 16, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Nooks Krannie

montreal

in the seventh month of winter
my hair was orange, an apricot
graffiti zig-zagged along broken
threads you parked... more

Three Poems photo
January 11, 2018 | Poetry

Three Poems

James Croal Jackson

SUSHI

umami fish in dead cold
sticky rice clings to
gum. take another slab– tell
yourself you are the
ocean, that you... more

Suggestion / Fight photo
January 8, 2018 | Poetry

Suggestion / Fight

Mikaela Grantham

Suggestion

new boyfriend says he’s worried. new boyfriend says i should stop saying credit cards are just free money. new... more

3 Poems photo
January 5, 2018 | Poetry

3 Poems

Elizabeth Ellen

I finally tore Bluets in half @ 12:50 a.m.
I had had enough of it, of its blueness…
I had begun to loathe its preciousness, its precision
What it represents -
Its fans, the copycats

Two Poems photo
January 5, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Inga Lea Schmidt

Chicken à la King

I bit. We bred a snoutless dog to lead
us to the prize. We groomed ourselves
with yearning floss. You... more

Woman photo
January 3, 2018 | Poetry

Woman

Michelle Dove

now the poem is a woman

How to Gut a Grouse photo
January 1, 2018 | Poetry

How to Gut a Grouse

Penny Newell

reach inside the incision
up the stomach from the asshole
ribcage gristle light brown mound of heather memory

spill... more

The Coming Anarchy photo
December 29, 2017 | Poetry

The Coming Anarchy

Manash Firaq Bhattacharjee

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world
~ W.B Yeats, ‘The Second Coming’

One... more

Five Poems photo
December 28, 2017 | Poetry

Five Poems

Spencer Williams

Under the cruel glow of inquiry, I want to tell her that the party is over.

Four Poems photo
December 27, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Kamal E. Kimball

Hurry, tomorrow’s ashen face is at your door.
Hold out your hands, two tiny suns,
you’re more golden than they ever told you.

Girl From Uni photo
December 22, 2017 | Poetry

Girl From Uni

Chaya Bhuvaneswar

You’re from the cornfields, I tease, but not really. Your parents, professors at U of Illinois, both versed in the theories of music,... more

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.