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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.

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.

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

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.

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 me.
I am not about the snow; the snow is not about
me. Although

July 24, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Allison Leigh

 

Thing Being

               Écriture feminine

I was told on a train I was after

delicate—or something to do

with feathers. I heard bird, bird

bird. I heard the word

July 22, 2013 | Poetry

5 Poems

Andrew J. Khaled Madigan

 

In first grade

we had to make
a little booklet
about our dads.

You take a sheet
of paper, fold it
fold it again

and then draw
a picture
on every page.

Well, on the

July 19, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

M. G. Martin

 

will become

the morning your boots are filled with so much gravity that it is impossible to walk up or fall down a hill, will be the morning before violence. on this morning, the edge of

July 17, 2013 | Poetry

Care of Hardwood Floors

Liz N. Clift

The gouges / in the floor will become your scars, even as you erase / the life you had together. The floor is your map.

July 16, 2013 | Poetry

5 Poems

Siel Ju

 

Parricide

Finally they took over the city of my father,
filled it with mosquitoes and bush fog, threw him
in a river of flamingo feces. His snide asides
fell on foreign ears, for

July 12, 2013 | Poetry

6 Poems (plus bonus possum poem)

Bill Carty

 

Sound for Fishes

Swim with a rock clutched between your teeth, apple-like. Have a friend do the same. Bang your rock against his rock. It will look like bad CPR. Sound is loudest

July 11, 2013 | Poetry

Five Poems from Radiant Action

Matt Hart

Anything worth saying can be rendered / as an aphorism, might itself be an aphorism, / just so you know     My phrase of the moment / is radiant action...

July 8, 2013 | Poetry

Guest Host

Diya Chaudhuri

George Strait’s in this poem now, he’s meddling
with everything.  He’s reading words
with the wrong inflections, making me older
than I know how to be. He wants Texas in here;
[defend

July 5, 2013 | Poetry

That Old and Good and Old Timey Good New England Butter

Sean Kilpatrick

 

Remember being mammalian in the friar patch?

Remember your best reserve for slattern hells?

Remember being mammalian?

This gizmo stuck in my fuss like a picnic,

July 4, 2013 | Poetry

4th of July & Two Poems

Katie Schmid

I turned my head so fast / I mistook the moon / for a firework / and then I wanted // to bark too...

June 27, 2013 | Poetry

from The Midway Iterations

T.A. Noonan

& I am in this seat / doing the yeoman’s work / of relocating, of settling / for Florida’s budburst protocol // when I’d rather be on my back / in Arkansas or Illinois, Alabama...

June 20, 2013 | Poetry

Two Poems

JSA Lowe

To brood in a cool bath, / imagined all virginal as when a child, // tangle of one single hair calligraphic against hip...

June 13, 2013 | Poetry

Three Poems

Carrie Murphy

All the money is wet & gummy / underneath the brightest pink trees. / They fade to breast cancer color when it rains.

June 6, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Casandra Lopez

 

Where Bullet Breaks

Come–
See where Bullet broke
Brother, see where I break
where we split into before
and after. We fracture                                          at the root,

May 30, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Gabby Bess

Look at me falling in love with fallible bodies.
Look at me performing emotional labor...

May 29, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Katharine Rauk

 

A Preamble to an Explanation of You

It was like I worked in a Popsicle factory
but had never tasted the color red.
I walked the dry tongue of the road
as crickets scritched

May 28, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Katelyn Kiley

 

Sticky Fingers

Mick Jagger I want you to pry the top off this maple syrup for me while I flip the pancakes—I didn’t wipe it down before I closed it last & now I fear it’s sealed

May 27, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Matthew Savoca

 

poem in the morning

this farmer's tan is not going to go away
all by itself
but what can i do about it?
go to the beach?
take my shirt off at work?
that would not be very

May 24, 2013 | Poetry

4 Poems

Kendra Grant Malone

 

After a Late Night Outcall (Creepy Enough to Care)

my feet are so warm
I shouldn't have worn
my felt boots
I didn't mean to be drunk
I'm a dull woman
these days
it's just
I

May 23, 2013 | Poetry

BLOODJOY 2011

Daniel Bailey

 to the right of my heart a button °
if you see the button press deeply into me

I am shining brilliantly on my way down the stairs

in 1984 I thought everything existed as light

in

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