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4 poems  photo
May 27, 2020 | Poetry

4 poems 

Madison Langston

when i’m

on coke i feel like i’m

in cruel intentions but

i have the personality

of winona ryder in

girl, interrupted

The Many Panics of This Century photo
May 26, 2020 | Poetry

The Many Panics of This Century

Ansley Clark

Deep inside some problem of self-perception / a face believes...

Pop photo
May 22, 2020 | Poetry

Pop

Hadiyyah Kuma

If I forget to night shift my mac it’s tragic...

(R)ejaculation (Tumblr Edit) photo
May 20, 2020 | Poetry

(R)ejaculation (Tumblr Edit)

Ben Kline

Is your smut amateur enough...

2 Self-Portrait Poems photo
May 19, 2020 | Poetry

2 Self-Portrait Poems

Prince Bush

The pterodactyl’s crimson, triangular-tailed head,
And the escalator-like galaxy open up...

To the Bridge photo
May 18, 2020 | Poetry

To the Bridge

Adam Grabowski

We can stand here / on the corner, arguing... 

The Romans photo
May 15, 2020 | Poetry

The Romans

Richie Hofmann

It doesn’t take long to find a new lover...

Two Poems photo
May 14, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Kyle Carrero Lopez

"Note to Distant Friends" and "Ode to the Crop Top"

Two Poems photo
May 12, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Charles Kell

"Tim" and "Pear Tree"

Through Thick Glass photo
May 11, 2020 | Poetry

Through Thick Glass

Alexandria Hall

After that, I gave up / on finding a good doctor...

Plague Poems photo
May 7, 2020 | Poetry

Plague Poems

Juliet Escoria

We decided that quarantine

would be fuckintine

except then I got a UTI

Two Poems photo
May 5, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Steven Espada Dawson

The visor mirror in the passenger seat was missing, but in its place was a sticker that read You’re Beautiful

3 Poems photo
May 1, 2020 | Poetry

3 Poems

Danny Caine

They know his name at Carraba’s.
He’s never gotten a parking ticket.
His Christmas display isn’t the biggest
but it still makes people weep in their Mazdas.

Shadow Ball Haibun photo
April 29, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Shadow Ball Haibun

Russell Brakefield

The boys laced under cover of dark and ran the bases, or rather, ran to where the bases had once been. They floated over scars on the infield, phones glowing like shadow balls at the corners.

Sign Stealing photo
April 28, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Sign Stealing

Daniel Romo

I will marry my fiancée in a few months
and that is a pitch I never saw coming

2 Poems photo
April 21, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

2 Poems

Frank Possemato

Watching the game
from the dug out
the coach paces distracted by nothing

Delayed Season: Nine Metropolitan Landscapes photo
April 17, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Delayed Season: Nine Metropolitan Landscapes

Gilad Jaffe

The veteran second baseman
is fiddling with his glasses in the twilight: The calculated
third baseman is scanning over the crowd for his family...

Baseball Dads All the Way Down photo
April 15, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

Baseball Dads All the Way Down

Jim Redmond

It felt like a belly flop
crammed into a calcified bounce house

THIS WEEK IN BASEBALL: CHATTER photo
April 10, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

THIS WEEK IN BASEBALL: CHATTER

Mike Andrelczyk

Eighty-five percent of the Earth’s surface is tarp

2 Poems photo
April 9, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

2 Poems

Sean Lynch

I never mentioned to the skipper
how my mother died

I Don’t Like Baseball, Just the Red Sox photo
April 8, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

I Don’t Like Baseball, Just the Red Sox

Abbie Kiefer

In Maine his whole life except the year there wasn’t work.

3 Poems photo
April 3, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

3 Poems

Devin Kelly

​I knew a man, older, who was afraid to cry.

2 poems photo
April 2, 2020 | BASEBALL, Poetry

2 poems

Steve Cushman

I was 11 and my buddy, Dennis, and I
kept hounding Coach Phillips for some chew

Dear Amma / Mai / Ma / Aayi / the tune of my breath in anguish photo
March 30, 2020 | Poetry

Dear Amma / Mai / Ma / Aayi / the tune of my breath in anguish

Meher Manda

 

Even if it is addressed to you, this is a letter for me. If it were truly a letter for you, it would be written in sound, in the words that lilt on your tongue, rise a tempest in your rage,

Bipolar Type II photo
March 27, 2020 | Poetry

Bipolar Type II

Geramee Hensley

Depression, like any beast, digests
only what is edible. 

To make your joy indigestible,
follow closely these steps:

Learn your enemy—in your mouth, melt
its pearled name until it enamels,

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