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Four Poems photo
November 17, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Erica Bernheim

You will etch your name in the most lunar dust. This world / may be large enough for none of us, saddest darling.

Four Poems photo
November 15, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Hieu Minh Nguyen

 It’s simple, really. / You, like the other yous / are gone,            returned to the God of metals.

Three Poems photo
November 13, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Jane Huffman

After being hospitalized in 1968 / for an aortic aneurysm, Rothko’s doctor / prescribed that he only paint and draw / on mediums less than three feet tall.

Jacques’s Garden photo
November 10, 2017 | Poetry

Jacques’s Garden

Anna Kelley

And what is essential for me to believe is that / the plants themselves were changed by Joan, / that bathing with her in the light and fragrance

Four Poems photo
November 9, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Brionne Janae

spirits in the trees / hush love hush love / go’on fly home

Two Poems photo
November 6, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Liz N. Clift

 how you came with shadows, / but not darkness, like the other person I love, / the type of darkness that lays like a quilt.

Four Poems photo
November 3, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Mitchell Glazier

It’s bronzy August and I need this to be all over. / Most of my poems are shaped like crows, / so what’s eating you?

Three Poems photo
November 2, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Talia Flores

A man spills a red solo cup down my shirt like hands. Hands bury in my skin. The speakers bury in my skin. I have never felt farther from the sky, or from my own spit.

Two Poems photo
November 1, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Muriel Leung

The pinwheels of my mourning, having moved to a windless town.

Rarely do I think of death while gnawing the bottom of a vanilla cone.

Two Poems photo
October 30, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Olatunde Osinaike

 i’ve just noticed the harvest / of my hands the last few months, / its loyal glean, the soft shake / to settle my ripe diligence.

Four Poems photo
October 27, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Erin Taylor

every great sadness has occurred because someone / decided fate with their bare hands.

Two Poems photo
October 26, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Michael Mungiello

My Left Arm

I was a fruit cake meat loaf of influences –
my name was Sloppy Joe,
I was canned pineapple slices
left out in... more

[my body is an american] photo
October 24, 2017 | Poetry

[my body is an american]

p.e. garcia

my body is an american / casket, shove the corpses / through my eyesockets til they spill / from my mouth

Four Poems photo
October 23, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Kristin Bock

When my children walk by, it will be like looking into the sun. Your children will have to bow their heads. My children’s eyes will be the color of electric blue icebergs.

Five Poems photo
October 20, 2017 | Poetry

Five Poems

Parker Tettleton

I want to walk in where I walk in & not think about me or you or anyone else we know—I want my recycling to be perfect.

Three Poems photo
October 18, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Diana Keren Lee

my angst is still young / and highly flammable / something interrupted / meant to be read out of order / one chord change to another

Two Poems photo
October 17, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Izzy Casey

Oh well. I threw my lover down a well. / I ran Father over. Hid Mama’s pill. / I’ve never been good at taking advice.

Three Poems photo
October 13, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Jane Flett

Some people spend / a whole life setting bear traps / by their door but some people / have never seen a padlock spool.

Two Poems photo
October 12, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Hazem Fahmy

It’s been five years, but this boy still / shines when he smiles. I stare at his jaw / as we shiver on the rooftop of this rundown / hotel, waiting for the waiter to get his beer.

Two Poems photo
October 11, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Lucian Mattison

No secrets fill a drowsy whale, / perfectly hollow gullet, / its song only speculation, / music its only meaning.

Paradise by the Dashboard Light photo
October 9, 2017 | Poetry

Paradise by the Dashboard Light

Kathryn Nuernberger

When I think of what I know about you / I think of the way mirrors in a dressing room / can do that trick with each other / that makes a single person go on forever.

Three Poems photo
October 5, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Perry Janes

You halt the flow of traffic in a crosswalk to retrieve a fallen penny, / cheer your good fortune, and whisper: landmine. 

Two Poems photo
October 4, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Marianna Hagler

i decide / the poem is // about me (i have / been told i have // narcissistic tendencies).

2 Poems photo
October 2, 2017 | Poetry

2 Poems

Lucy Tiven

in the middle of making up a Tokyo bureau chief
i remember keeping E under the impression i read
all of Infinite Jest for our whole three year
relationship  & probably since 

Two Poems photo
September 28, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Lauren Eggert-Crowe

Don't you see I want the sun / to fill me like a swimming pool

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.