preferably able to be summed up with some sort of dramatic metaphor. something like - falling in love with you was like being hit by an ambulance - or somethin...
I would glue magnets to the back of beer bottle caps and give them away as gifts.
I would make every recipe in Gutes Essen: Good Eating in German-Russian Co...
it’s 1:05 am on a work night
and i’m afraid to write a poem.
i’m afraid of finding out
the version of me who worries
about it being 1:05 am on a work night
...
My wife wears a beard made of goat hair. She is only putting the false one on until she can grow a beard herself. When we walk to the twenty-four-seven, she twi...
Waiting for the downtown 6 at 5 o’clock,
my other life comes rushing back in waves.
A man straps an accordion to his chest, opens
and closes its bellows, d...
I dropped out of college because I couldn’t handle the routine
now I work at a shoe store,
and I spend every day I’m not working in bed watching YouTube vid...
Bunches of books positioned next to a suitcase
like painted fur and the skin underneath.
Put on the fur as you head to the protest,
then reposition the bo...
i was a part of that birdhouse
the one that matched the green shutters
and fed all of the hummingbirds.
do you know the one too?
i was a part of tha...
love sticks to the tongue like peanut butter. like orbit-confined earth. like a dog straining against her leash. like left swipers’ thumb cramping. like lea...
The last time we ate takeout on your bed we watched old Hills episodes before Heidi’s plastic surgery What followed was a summer in which you got really into po...
1. paper bag for dead dog
2. drunk man for dead man
3. kind teacherly gentleman for man who wants to fuck me
4. man who wants to fuck me for kind teacherly gent...
In Which My Sister Understands That My Anxiety Is Real - A Conversation
“It's hard for me to talk to you about this stuff without getting overly emotio...
I was supposed to have been there for you, a specter
standing fringe-like in the pall. I am not alone
in this absence, yet I still long to be a part,
to be a...
when middle aged ladies at your mom’s
birthday party
in Olive Garden compliment the black dress
you bought yesterday
and tell you you’re getting too...
At the Corner Store today,
I asked the girl behind the counter
if she had any blue lighters back there.
“Yeah,” she said, “blue cheese is over there.”
She...
Night, I ask you
every question as
if you were some
errant forum. It must
be your knowing air.
This is not meant to
annoy you—no—this
probing’s my shape
...
Hi my name is Hard to Deal With. I like long walks to the pantry and trying new types of cereal. Mindfulness is the new tolerant, but I’m your crazy ex-girlfri...
it’s 7:37 pm and all i can think about is the feeling i have in the pit of my stomach.
everything felt different today. you barely snapped me. you seemed lik...
You set a record tonight
You’re in the books with kisses and apologies
With the pulling of polite
Teeth, massaging egos never
Meant to be taken seri...
It might not save the country, but if I can tell my neighbor to stop playing with
motorcycle engines after 10 PM, we will have won something. Even better if ...
IM AT THE TASTEE FREEZ ON ARMITAGE WITH A CHOCO-BANANA SHAKE RUMBLING THRU MY GUT / DON’T LOOK AT MY KNEE TATTOOS LIKE THAT MAN UR BIG WHITE FACE IS 2 CLOSE 2 M...
my crush / on you-- reproduces by budding / it grows tiny new crushes on its skin / a new crush on the slightness of your hands / on the collar of your shirt cu...
You said my mattress
was too soft. We’d sink
into the middle, swallowed
whole, every night, bodies
clunking, angular hard parts
drunk without light. Spelunking
...
Allison Cobb is a writer based in Portland, Oregon. Her work includes After We All Died (Ahsahta Press); Green-Wood (Factory School); Plastic: an autobiograph...
