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April 6, 2015 | Poetry

Baseball's Cruel Lexicon

Nicholas Mainieri

We’re speaking of salvation, god damn it,
And only the incurious break slumps.

March 31, 2015 | Poetry

from Nature Poem

Tommy Pico

Tommy “Teebs” Pico was a Queer/Art/Mentors inaugural fellow, 2013 Lambda Literary fellow in poetry, and has poems in BOMB, Guernica, and [PANK]. Originally from the Viejas Indian reservation of the Kumeyaay nation, he now lives in Brooklyn and curates the reading series Poets With Attitude (PWA) with Morgan Parker. @heyteebs

 
March 23, 2015 | Poetry

Europe Poems

Richard Wehrenberg, Jr.

These Austrian cows
lying down vaguely chewing
grass what are they think

March 20, 2015 | Poetry

I Keep Thinking

Carabella Sands

But I have a million lights
I have two million actually
A whole billboard

March 5, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Jill McDonough

We are going to die still falling // for crap about berries, a glass of red wine. It could be worse.  We’re not suicidal, / smack fiends, Swazi.

March 4, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Christopher Citro & Dustin Nightingale

At night, when everyone's gone, the dark looks like a scatter of tiny bullet holes above her desk in the shape of a heart.

February 26, 2015 | Poetry

Are the woods still there? The woods were still almost there. 

Natalia Holtzman

Are the woods still there? The woods were still almost there. 


The heavy moon’s already almost halved itself, the month’s almost passed. I saw

a cat huddled, early this morning, by a

February 25, 2015 | Poetry

3 Poems

Juliet Escoria

after vomiting
a small order of
onion rings and
chicken fries
from burger king

February 24, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Marina Santiago

Jokes for People Who Had Good Fathers

Something about rock and roll music
and leaf blowing,              yard work

Dads who speak in puns and are called
Dad, probably but not

February 20, 2015 | Poetry

For Luis (2)

Aiden Arata

I wear glasses now, Luis,
you wouldn’t even recognize me.

February 19, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Chelsea Kerwin

Forkful of Artichoke

He thinks I can will myself to love him,
when I know love as a species of hunger.
I know the heart, like the stomach
cannot will itself to appetite.
Rum-drunk,

February 14, 2015 | Poetry

A Chingu in Seattle  (For Jake Levine)

Noah Cicero

We sat many a Saturday
on the bank of The Han River,
in Seoul. Drinking makkoli,
looking at Basquiats, talking
about what it means to be Jewish,
when we danced at Susie Q's to
"Changes"

February 12, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Grant Gerald Miller

Space Suit

I fell asleep in my space suit again. I know this is out of hand, but the moon is getting a bad name, and there are men out there who need me to be an example of how to treat the

February 5, 2015 | Poetry

Emails From Beatriz

found text remixed by Rolf Potts

I.

When I was a kid I believed
in good old-fashioned animistic
souls coming out of the grass
and the sky and the rocks. 

I loved walking
in Las Rocas de Santo Domingo
and seeing

January 30, 2015 | Poetry

Shia LaBeouf Interview Erasure Poems

Erin Dorney

I Have

I have a
wet mouth
in this pink
apartment.

I still have that.

Boy—
you think we’re in love?

Don’t you
roughhouse
with me.

You’re trying.
But at this

January 29, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Margaret Emma Brandl

15 October

The daytime moon is halved in a bright blue sky and a confusion of birds flows together and apart again over the English/Philosophy building, evading a hawk—this is the feast day of

January 28, 2015 | Poetry

3 Love Poems

J. Bradley

Ask her to aim her index fingers.
at you. Aim yours.

January 27, 2015 | Poetry

Moon card

Mary Catherine Kinniburgh

i.

When the moon card is reversed in the tarot, it means you'll be waiting for a long time to clarify the question you need to ask.

Your question will form like a hydrangea blossom and

January 26, 2015 | Poetry

That night

Benjamin Schmitt

 

 

Standing in the pieces of a broken guitar
I screamed at the summer for sleeping around
breaking my heart with the rising
in those days I drank wine from the bottle
stranded

January 23, 2015 | Poetry

Something Other Than a Button

Nathan Kemp

 

I remember
the first time

I saw a foreign
cherry. I blushed

a little armpit.
I saw how a cherry,

in it's candied boredom,
could stain.

The other not truth.
Thus

January 22, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Sarah Françoise

 

Nest #1

Of fine black roots
and the space between two classes
of water chutes.

Of crevices
in the folds of the native maize
sowed for kisses.

Of a blue haze
to guide

January 21, 2015 | Poetry

A Flower is an Example of Something I Would Like if I Could Slow Down

Fawn Parker

 

I had the milk from a dandelion all over my hands once in the sun and in the cracks of my palms and it was getting on my lunch, I kept thinking.

Once my mother painted my fingernails

January 20, 2015 | Poetry

Noah and the Whale's Underrated Second Album

JDA Winslow


feeling in pain
both emotional and physical
I head into the light.

In the park
wholesome children play
their healthiness
throwing
last night's
relative sordidness
into sharp

January 15, 2015 | Poetry

Showing Results For Warren Oates

Philip Tinkler

 


The barista is so pretty
my girlfriend would be
disappointed if I didn't
cheat with her.

 

 

 

 

January 14, 2015 | Poetry

Three Poems

Cassandra Nguyen


Modern Conveniences 2012 - 2014

There were moments when I forgot about the dog
Whining and shivering, like a toddler in its playpen
Her instinctual nature, A visceral outward cry

I

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