The World Through A Poet’s Eyes: An Interview with Dani Putney

Gauraa ShekharApril 30, 2021

Dani Putney’s Salamat sa Intersectionality is a raw and tender interrogation of identity. Divided into three panels—‘Youthful Absolution’, ‘Salted Pores’, and ‘...

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A Shape-Shifting Flow Morphs Into its Final Form: An Interview with Christine Shan Shan Hou

Gauraa ShekharApril 23, 2021

The latest collection from Christine Shan Shan Hou is smart, evocative, and at times so quiet, you can hear the sound of a thought forming, and then evaporating...

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It Tasted Like That One Summer

Ryan NormanApril 20, 2021

Sometimes I think I would give anything to taste that summer again. Your sweat, my sweat. You tasted of apples and grass and Tennessee whiskey. I tasted of you ...

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Existential Poem on a Monday

Susan L. LearyMarch 8, 2021

People die all the time on a Monday because the science behind it is so elegant. One more thing crossed off the to-do list: brush your teeth, make coffee, catch...

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Unpolished

Victoria NordlundFebruary 16, 2021

You sip your Fit Vine wine from your filled-to-the-top Yeti.  You don’t want to get up to pour more. Or, maybe, you want to say you only have one “glass” a nigh...

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Grief

Jamie ValentinoFebruary 10, 2021

Grief doesn’t evaporate into the sunlight of the morning. It’s heavier than the infinite raindrops falling, entrapping us with memories of stormy nights. ...

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“Butcher” Bird Arrested in Series of North American Killings

Aidan DanielFebruary 8, 2021

Police report the arrest of a creature believed to be responsible for the recent slaying of dozens of small animals in the immediate area. Victims include small...

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When I meet someone new I want to warn them but instead I ask questions

Isabelle CorreaFebruary 2, 2021

where do you call home how many siblings do you have how many do you actually like— meanwhile the music is snow without mountains and there’s a dog in the...

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Similar Landscapes

Elli SamuelsDecember 14, 2020

I have hidden the last fraction of chocolate cake on a dish, far back in the fridge, tented with foil, behind the yellow mustard standing beside the ...

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John Wick Gets Lost in a Corn Maze Outside Reedsburg, Wisconsin

Chloe N. ClarkNovember 16, 2020

Viewed from the sky, all plots of land look As if they could belong to anyone All cornfields carved with purpose Seem like they were painted By time and hea...

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She Names the Cardboard Clouds

Benjamin NiespodzianyOctober 29, 2020

  the audience is asked to bring their own mattresses - the theater is flatter without chairs – the audience pat their mattresses where they can - the ...

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Remixed Medical Notes After Strategic Obfuscation

Charles J. March IIIOctober 26, 2020

Orange Juice Withdrawal   33-year-old male with history of dependency since 2004 presents for detox. Patient has been consuming orange juice. He has ...

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boondock saints

alexis briscusoOctober 23, 2020

the poetry of your face when i look at it has dwindled and trailed off like you tend to when you don't know what to say. i have to field that reaction from you ...

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107 degrees

Austin DavisOctober 6, 2020

i’m sitting in the driveway at 6:24 pm running my hands through black gravel and Arizona flower bits i’m sad i need comfort but my face feels like a...

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I don’t care! I would rather sink than ask Brad for help!

Victoria NordlundOctober 5, 2020

After Drowning Girl, by Roy Lichenstein   So, this is not a satisfying conclusion to the blue-haired drowning girl's story. Roy didn't even bother...

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Dan, the Man

Megan Peck ShubOctober 1, 2020

Dan the Man keeps a polaroid in his desk drawer: himself at age 22, wearing jogging shorts, the really short kind from the 80s. His wife recently cut off all...

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watching gaslight on dvd

Erik FuhrerSeptember 29, 2020

death a gift a package a slit in the gowned night a slayer of well water curdling beneath the cross of your eyes as you fell and fell again   ...

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Grown Ocean

Matt MitchellSeptember 23, 2020

the problem with sunsets is they are infinitesimal and consecutive. and our bodies live in cars forever speeding to catch them. how ridiculous, to fear there wi...

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Any Fact of War Results in Death

Anthony AgueroSeptember 16, 2020

Oh America,   When have you been sure of any War. A man was lighting up a spoon, Some deadly honey, and you put a gun to his lips knowing he...

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How to Write a Poem by Not Writing a Poem

Kia Alice GroomSeptember 14, 2020

Six hair metal videos on an empty stomach. Optional head banging. A car ride in the rain with the windows down, radio up—that’s how the universe talks to ...

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Dianne

Delvon T. MattinglySeptember 9, 2020

Evenings find her lying flat, a slab of stone, smooth and chiseled, imperfect in the eyes she imagines fit snug in his sockets. When, in fact, he sees radi...

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Thoughts of Oblivion Are Difficult to Avoid

Stephen LangloisSeptember 8, 2020

failing the effort of feeling            the very idea of comfort discomforting       &...

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Three Prose Poems That Might Be About Cats

Benjamin DavisSeptember 1, 2020

1. It Follows   I stepped out for a cigarette this morning and an old Korean woman, clutching a gray and white Shih Tzu, stumbled into me, wild hair,...

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Death Left a Voicemail

H Kapp-KloteAugust 31, 2020

Death calls my cell phone at 8:45 (your phone’s always off in the morning). Soon people will gather, tears well in their eyes (it’s real but they’re also...

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Lost in an Airbnb, Latin Quarter, Paris

Cynthia GoodAugust 17, 2020

Yellow vests wave in the streets. And you, a tiny cardboard cut-out squeezed into an Airbnb you rented based on a photo taken with a wide-angle lens, the ...

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image-making

Lindsay HargraveAugust 7, 2020

(For Luca while we discuss moving to Boston or getting a cat) If we were to squeeze ash with all our might it wouldn’t make us jewelers. Just because ...

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TODAY I WAS RIGHT

Giulia BencivengaAugust 6, 2020

1. i adore the pictures of your little nephew smiling park’ed i think sometimes i can be a lawn ineffectual green trampled &nbs...

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Candida: Songs of Brain Yeast

Z. Arvind SwezyAugust 4, 2020

I. As fatigue crept in the gallery, brain cells remembered how Jesus had witnessed the totality of human sin in the garden of Gethsemane with relative ambiva...

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You Can Do Anything for Thirty Days

Anthony AgueroAugust 3, 2020

It’s likely that I cannot tell you anything About the way Georgia stars look like except Maybe from the depiction of an internet search. And I cannot recite ...

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In 1991, Your Letter Predicts the Future

Rita MookerjeeAugust 3, 2020

though I never met you or my other grandfather though I think I would like you more based upon the July letter that I now read, though you wrote it to my mot...

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