Books of interest
Our friend and frequent contributor, Greg Clary, recently published a book of photography & poetry - The Vandalia In Me . You can order...
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Oct 30
Richard Foerster
Anxiety Dream: And/Or . . . in which I’m in a cargo van careering with its wind- shield cracked and crazed, fueled by volatile vapors...
Oct 25
Samantha Moya
A Moment's Notice 6:14am, in the aftermath of the nor'easter — a solitary wander before the city rustles, a side effect of nowhere...
Oct 22
The Charles Simic Prize 2024
We created the Charles Simic Prize to honor our friend, teacher, and mentor after his death in early 2023. This year we received 371...
Oct 12
Leanne Grabel
Stupid Blouse Someone emailed me a poem by David Lehman. I liked it and printed it. I put it in my pocket. There was a line about a...
Oct 12
John Popielaski
Withholding Information My nephew, entering eleventh grade this fall, says every generation, once...
Oct 12
Elizabeth Rae Bullmer
The Birds & The Boys When I was ten years old and ready to mother something. I thought I only wanted to birth boys, that I...
Oct 12
Randi Schalet
Memorial No memorial for you, Except the stray addict friend Texting for a handout, Except the meth-addled stranger Parting his hair,...
Oct 12
Meredith Kirkwood
A Summer Evening Right Here You & I sit on lawn chairs in the front yard. There are too many roses blooming because I am the gardener ...
Oct 12
Beth Kanell
Brain Mapping The first color of the day is sky blue, at the window, edged with grass green and a marbled pattern of apple leaves. Wake...
Oct 12
Mary Buchinger
Walking the Dog It’s only a red light / a regular red stoplight / it doesn’t mean what it used to / the crawl across my back? a nerve...
Oct 12
Ken Craft
Be Fruitful and Multiply Newly fascinated with germination, my 80-year-old father shows patience— something Mom says he never had at...
Oct 12
Robin Ragan
The Interpreter asylum interview in Dilley, Texas 2019 In first person protocol no omissions or additions tongue and gums twist a path...
Oct 12
Derek Dew
Understanding the Arena Light was let all the way in Eventually I noticed the bra Near the cactus in the corner Of the yellow lawn &...
Oct 12
Raphael Kosek
In the Room with Saint Augustine Sometimes the spoons are filled with despair at the breakfast table and the bowls howl their...
Oct 11
Kai Jensen
Brief siblings 1. A brother A big man in a motley top dogs me through Ikea. First we share a slot in the big revolving door – Hej! ...
Oct 11
Steven Ostrowski
Fragile 1. She lives with mirrors for sisters. 2. If she’d been exposed to poems as a girl she might be okay alone. 3. Rags...
Oct 11
Steve Myers
Praise Song Let everything that hath breath praise the Lord. —Psalm 150 Lunch, late May, under the Japanese maple at our home on...
Oct 11
Richard L. Matta
Chemotherapy With each infusion I imagine I’m a birch tree nurtured by nutrients traversing through its roots in a grove. We’re a...
Oct 11
Dom Blanco
Urbs in Horto – City in a Garden Where I journey through alleys that run like rivers of piss & trash & cigarette tar Where I listen to...
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