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June 7, 2022 | Poetry

Three Poems

Mollie Swayne

The Day I Drove to Dubuque (an Hour and Fifteen Minutes One-Way) to Find Out I Had $1.09 Left on a Books-A-Million Gift Card

poetry in real life is January in Iowa,
watching from my

May 31, 2022 | Poetry

Two Poems

Onna Solomon

After My Husband’s Hernia Surgery

His belly is rounded like
he’s just beginning to show

as if the healing
is its own being inside him.

I tie his shoes, kneel down
to find the

May 30, 2022 | Poetry

meditation on glass of whiskey as singing bowl

Frank Carellini

i impart resonance on the amber zen
in a manifestation of waterford
and drink down the vacuity      to expedite
enlightenment:
a numb tongue and thawing cheek     and the ringing     reaching

May 27, 2022 | Poetry

Two Poems

Natalie Marino

Twitter Prophecies

are sour wine.
You say don’t stop pap
smears after age 65.
Cervical cancer can
still happen at ninety.
I say paper boats
still sail the river Styx
home. The sky
is a

May 23, 2022 | Poetry

On Penguins in Brooklyn

Ashley D. Escobar

On Penguins in Brooklyn

the protagonist feels like
she’s never leaving,
stuck on a moving walkway
in the middle of cincinnati
international airport
in kentucky,
headphones dangling,
she

May 20, 2022 | Poetry

Equivalence

Suphil Lee Park

Equivalence

How heartbreaking to find irises tilting
to full bloom in one direction
as if waiting for someone to come
down their path are one symptom
of light’s partiality. A heart

May 18, 2022 | Poetry

Montreal

Xiao Yue Shan

montreal

baked brick, dark bread,
breath sinking into a hot, grey bath when
caught in smoke between compartments
on the metro. pink lights from
the townhouse on rue de rushbrooke
blinking away

May 16, 2022 | Poetry

Two Poems

Rebecca Griswold

September Dream

An eternity, for the Asphodel, is a brief few
months. It’s been a decade, as the crow flies,

ten days on Venus, ten Venus days,
each, longer than a year.

When I’m without

May 10, 2022 | Poetry

I Want To Thank You

Emily Yin

I WANT TO THANK YOU

for unbottling my aged Mandarin with each 晚安 / for cooking me these sardines / strewn on a
beach of rice, their eyes still intact / I want to thank you / for carrying that

May 6, 2022 | Poetry

Two Poems

Madalyn Whitaker

I’ll Always Make Love to the Mississippi.

We bruised
my knees on the bluff.

I’ve disappeared into the current
of loving nothing
but tainted water lapping against rotten fish
against a rocky

May 4, 2022 | Poetry

Two Poems

Angelo Maneage

Stuffed cracks in ground with paper towels

I used to chew on blocks of wood
crying that the dentist has gone away from town.
*
My mouth would open wide
for sparkling birds and insects to enter

May 3, 2022 | Poetry

2 Poems

Leisa Loan

“Timothée Chalamet and Lily-Rose Depp Make Out, Eat Fried Chicken”

They are busy galocher-ing on 2nd Avenue
I am on the sidewalk looking at the sky

They are stopping to wipe their mouths
it

April 25, 2022 | Poetry

Spring Training

j. taylor bell

i'm in love with the thousand yard stare
deeply towards the worn fold
of the catcher's glove

April 19, 2022 | Poetry

Myth of Extra Innings

Tim Neil

I pause from scraping frost
off the car, and watch my gray
emissions wisp away

into the chill. I miss strict
seasons, and knowing
what to wear. Last week, it was 72.

When will summer

April 13, 2022 | Poetry

2 Poems

Mike Andrelczyk

A Hopeful Young Man on a Job Interview

I’m broke and eating chocolate ice cream out of a novelty helmet
I’m sweating because I’m wearing a sweater in the heat
to cover up the insane poison ivy on

April 12, 2022 | Poetry

Balk/Change Up/Intentional Walk/Rehab Assignment/The Off Day

John Walser

Just that instant
when thinking becomes
too much

April 6, 2022 | Poetry

Nostalgia Sells

Chris Pellizzari

 

Drive-in movie theater, Merrillville, Indiana, 1989

Field of Dreams on a screen bigger than every building in Merrillville,  

my brother and I eating chocolate sundaes from mini Dairy Queen

April 1, 2022 | Poetry

2 Poems

Devin Kelly

In Praise of Hands

I miss hands. I miss their flimsy, awkward quality –

the way one looks when offered while still searching

for a reason. I miss being young, lining up after the

March 31, 2022 | Poetry

Two Poems

Katelin Kelly

"[ / ]" and "[ / / ]"

March 25, 2022 | Poetry

Amiss

Ian U Lockaby

In the middle of
the street is everyone
you know.

March 21, 2022 | Poetry

In a New York Summer

David Ehmcke

Two men smoking cigarettes on Bleecker could mean anything
to each other.

March 17, 2022 | Poetry

I Laugh at My Great-Grandmother’s Funeral

Josephine Wu

All the time I don’t know what I’ve lost. 

March 11, 2022 | Poetry

Josephine, or Alter Ego

Joseph O. Legaspi

Is this how a woman
Disappears, water-tap and soil

March 9, 2022 | Poetry

The Stay of Grief

Elizabeth Crowell

There is one boat out every day.
We are never packed in time to take it.

March 7, 2022 | Poetry

Outside the VIP Room of Club Private Grief

Nick Martino

She flips a stool on the bar like a lamb
 

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