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March 11, 2020 | Poetry

Brent’s Deli

Jeremy Radin

 

Were this place to close, or burn, or fall, in an earthquake, down.
Were it to flood or be bulldozed to make way for the gray &
unmusical slab of an apartment building. Were it to be

March 9, 2020 | Poetry

HOLD ME OVER THIS BOILING CAULDRON BUT PLEASE DON’T DROP ME IN

Kimberly Ann Southwick

I dreamed my brother gave his dog to a friend in New York
who could better care for him. we walked into the woods

behind the wintered swim club where the swan babies
held their bonfires. I was

February 24, 2020 | Poetry

Two poems

Alison Miller

Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Wedding

1.    The bride was beautiful. 

2.    The bride was beautiful 
in the way brides are—
intricate updo, professional face.

3.    The first thing my

February 21, 2020 | Poetry

two poems

Lucy Rosenthal

Power Lines

Spring was coming to its sap-sticky end when
you were telling me something about how they carve out
tree branches to make room for power lines.

You were moving out of your house

February 19, 2020 | Poetry

THREE POEMS

Savannah DiGregorio

swang

at night i sleep next to you, your skin balmy course. like grinded down sweetgum made smooth in the sweat of the mississippi delta summer. you tear and bend at my will. your spine disjoints

February 17, 2020 | Poetry

three poems

Abigail Stallings

EMOTION CASINO

welcome to your life 
your face changes as you watch
outside the frame
among the distractions
you are right now
a body prone to emotion 
Google Maps 
attraction 
you never

February 13, 2020 | Poetry

Textual joy

Stevie Belchak

I render a coin

for something 

I forgot

the sky 

scratching itself 

into decency

when I

wake up 

always rattling 

around

in my skin

a new aesthetic 

I

February 11, 2020 | Poetry

Two poems

Mag Gabbert

Rhinoceros 

          I don’t recommend mistaking everything for love but it’s been interesting 
          —Alex Dimitrov

there are wild elephants
in the country
wrote Marco

February 7, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Alex Gallagher

take a lemon

the world feels less and less familiar most days
sometimes it is difficult to identify where i truly am
sometimes it is a challenge not to let the ugly parts
infiltrate the joyous

February 5, 2020 | Poetry

sorry for taking

Patrycja Humienik

so long to call back 
the first time the phone 
rang i was beneath a 
bridge when you rang 
again the roar of cars and 
cargo overhead made it too 
loud to hear you sense of 
sea partially

February 3, 2020 | Poetry

Two poems

Zoe Mays

This Year

I’m assured the last renters buried nothing but their dog back here. 

I’ve begun to accrue CVS points to diversify my portfolio. 

I can promise the doctor there’s literally no

January 29, 2020 | Poetry

I Would Be a Better Woman If I Were Dumber or Nicer

Carrie Murphy

People are always saying...

January 27, 2020 | Poetry

Go Big or Go Home

Michael Meyerhofer

Here come the ones who chose / the second option...

January 24, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Derrick Austin

"Letter to Brandon" and "Poem for Julián"

January 23, 2020 | Poetry

Nativity Scene

Josh Tvrdy

After I jack off to hardcore gay porn...

January 22, 2020 | Poetry

First Prize

Ottavia Silvestri

curly like a / shiba inu's tail...

January 16, 2020 | Poetry

Having Been Called Dirt

Joe Betz

the water's instant when still...

January 14, 2020 | Poetry

All the Trees of the Field Will Clap Their Hands

Alec Prevett

I want to be remembered like this: taut...

January 6, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Alex Manley

"Brooklyn Roof" and "Querying"

December 30, 2019 | Poetry

Three Poems 

Dujie Tahat

salat to define the terms of ritual

               [adhan]

A calling, a culling, a billowing
minaret banner, a cigarette starter thrown
out a moving car window to prove a point.

         

December 27, 2019 | Poetry

No Ducks Were Harmed in the Writing of this Poem

Daniel Paul

I dreamed we were in a department store trying to buy you shoes.

December 20, 2019 | Poetry

Three Poems 

Dustin Pearson

My Brother’s Two Screams 

I heard two screams from my bedroom. Outside,
my brother had killed his best friend. That day 
the clouds stayed put. The trees swayed under 
gentle winds, but not

December 19, 2019 | Poetry

Three Poems 

Nora Claire Miller

NAME LIKE A GIRL

I am a girl named older. I get in the way
of my own sleeping. Not being average
like that house, full of triangular
objects, where I only know two
animals, a fish and a

December 18, 2019 | Poetry

Ceres in the Uncreation

Anne Barngrover

I tried to write a warning
                            in chaste trees and pumpkin vines:
the worst men of our lives will return 
                to us in more ways than one.

Preordained,

December 17, 2019 | Poetry

Two Poems 

Miguel Murphy

Chōshū

In the courtyard, 
1867. 
The last heir,

black-haired and naked
before dawn; 
winter 

starlight through the bare 
branches of the banyan 
fucking whistling—

he’s opened

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