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Excerpt: Sara Lefsyk
From A Small Man Looked At Me ONE NIGHT I DREMT there was an extremely old man lying next to me in a tunnel of windows where a bird flew wall to wall. But when the old man asked me to describe the bird...
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Poem: Kristin LaTour
Adabel Knits a Sweater She winds the skeins into balls, the center thread unwinding like a cutlass in reverse. She lotions her hands with lanolin scented with lavender and sits to cast-on the waistband...
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Double Dose Poem: Kristin LaTour
Adabel Fixes a Crack It trickles across the kitchen wall. Plaster cracking and peeling. She buys Plaster of Paris, a trowel rolls up her sleeves and draws up a pair of old woolen trousers ties a...
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Excerpt: Meg Eden
From A Week with Beijing Beijing and I Meet For the First Time When I first met Beijing, she said, What’re you doing here? It’s not the Olympics yet. I tried to tell her I was here to see her country,...
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Poem: Sara Biggs Chaney
A poem inspired by my students who asked, “is freedom even a thing?” I once heard an almost perfect song played by a virtuoso. The longest note ran through the hills of Pennsylvania with a tone like...
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Excerpt: Lori Lamothe
From Trace Elements Last Picture Show Today the sky is an unsent letter, blank as my mind on hiatus from the month’s train, endlessly clacking over incantations of days. And yes, you really can feel...
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Poem: Danielle Susi
Burn I watched you push yourself in front of that train. And I grabbed you. Reached out with my long arm. Made you conductive like the rails. Made you carbon held against the post to be burned. So that...
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Double Dose Poem: Danielle Susi
Some Pain is More Important than Other Pain We hand baskets to families who suffer for Flor de Caña where the water is sugar cane poison and watermelons bloom overnight like teenage girls Fried...
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Excerpt: Ruth Foley
From Creature Feature Dear Larry Talbot I used to know a man like you: the scarce veneer of skin across the beast, the claw curled in a hand. I used to wait for him to snarl or snap, to say I drove him...
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Excerpt: Nicole Rollender
From Absence of Stars Necessary Work Roman poets put skulls in their love poems – the mortal with the immortal, the dark in the brilliant death-light; the plum falling from its long branch, then...
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