Poetry
wedged cheese & owl city | Jillian Scocca
wedged cheese by Jillian Scocca Your tangent should probably find cos or sine But if you’re going to be so green-yellow sour First, get all the ducks at lemonade stands donning graphic [...]
the fruits of labor are not enough | Chelsey Keith Ignacio
the fruits of labor are not enough by Chelsey Keith Ignacio the fruits of labor are not enough to build a backyard. we can only fill the bowl but leave the basket [...]
Tender Maps of Landscape | Loralee Clark
Tender Maps of Landscape by Loralee Clark Our stories are not told anymore; are we not still sheaves of wheat, gold stored for the future like the moon that swells and hides [...]
Ripening | L. Drake
Ripening by L. Drake When the ripe apricot hot with three o’clock sun fleshy cheeks taut pregnant with its future poised to be something else ready to dent or disappear finally [...]
Writing, Death Anointing the World | André Marques Chambel
Writing, Death Anointing the World by André Marques Chambel She is sat at the table, leg-crossed, But not in the way one crosses a leg over the other. She is sat [...]
Beneath Burnt Brown Fur | Rebecca St. Pierre
Beneath Burnt Brown Fur by Rebecca St. Pierre Elusive finned ribbons flowing in rippled sky suddenly take flight. Her teeth clamp on a whitecap, fat snout filling with frigid water, droplets glistening [...]
Delighted To Be The Oak | Bella Osborn
Delighted To Be The Oak by Bella Osborn The trees are quiet looking when in the dark. The mess of overgrown leaves are overjoyed at the idea of hugging the larger [...]
to the bee crawling on Maya Angelou’s book | Sharisa Aidukaitis
to the bee crawling on Maya Angelou’s book by Sharisa Aidukaitis sure I suppose you can read along, traversing pathways of love and aspiration and tasting sublimely crafted phrases, except your [...]
Theory of Four Walls | Aaron Lelito
A Theory of Four Walls by Aaron Lelito Stepping out onto the street —self and other— to look for the cracks suspended in bodies and how real they seem in the moment [...]
Buying Supplies on the Island | Donna J. Gelagotis Lee
Buying Supplies on the Island by Donna J. Gelagotis Lee En route to the village with shops for food and supplies, I calculated how much I would need to buy and how much [...]
“Gathering Day” & “Ritual of the curvature” | Jeff Howard
Gathering Day by Jeff Howard As we become readyfor new ways of findingourselves, for new ways of locating ourselves in the local continuum that rings through,we will find ourselvesin new rituals that remind [...]
Sonnets | Freesia McKee
Sonnet with Character Triangle You were a doting bee on purple asters and whenever I opened the back gate trying to reach my Subaru by the garage, I disturbed you. We [...]
“Ask Grief” and “For Courage” | Jenna Wysong Filbrun
Ask Grief “…having perceived you as [one] who is ‘a greater myself’…” —Teilhard de Chardin I do learn to free the things winging into the cage of [...]
On Some Sort of Edge | Izze Modell-Kowalski
On some sort of edgeby Izze M-K in the bathouse at midnight alone becoming black oil shadowed against the (dark blue) the sun was tempered in a [...]
Avenue | Chris Holdaway
from Avenueby Chris Holdaway At the risk of reality: the plaster sky is crashing down. Roads delirious with their own markings and the event horizon of train tracks [...]
Self-Portrait from Sherburne, NY | Erin Lutz
Self-Portrait from Sherburne, NYby Erin Lutz I avoid wearing skirts, shorts, anything that shows off the legs that I let get so pale in fear of ticks, mosquitos, anything with mouthparts meant [...]
Adjusting Sails | Abbey Leibert
Adjusting Sailsby Abbey Leibert Water is a universal solvent. I will not be left unresolved. I can be free, let the water flow. Worry like a ship stuck in a bottle kept [...]
Polarity | Gabriella Pereira
Polarityby Gabriella Pereira Oh it’s you again. Stranger from the bus with the orange pom-pom hat, like the one I saw in that store on Marshall that went under. Stand with me, [...]
Two Poems | Joshua Harris
Licorice Business Gossamer spiderwebs wrap around the toes of upside-down leapers, who, given the chance, will run off with your milk So the spiders have a steady income And I, a [...]
Skins: Crip Drift Leadville | Petra Kuppers
In this videopoem, two humans and a tree dance, feel, see and explore together in Leadville, Colorado, a 10,000-foot-high city and Superfund site surrounded by high piles of mining waste that [...]