Adam Houle I swear I’ll leave your ass in Tennesseewith the trumpet vines and BarcaLoungersslumping under carports. Maybe at a BPnear the bottom of a hill, where a state roadcurves that way and a...
Laura Meyer We don’t talk about babies anymoreAnd we haven’t been drunk together in ten years. My friend tells me about a strategy for receiving long-term care in your home.I tell myself: You...
Kathryn Bratt-Pfotenhauer It is the season of thinning out the herd, and I am leaving Brooklyn. October is in the city: bright colorful leaves and a track fire on the J, stalling all trains.Over...
Michael Montlack and I learned there was no castto mend a spirit, no flashlightto guide you out of a cave that dark,my older sister unwilling to bathefor weeks, my parents unwillingto make her, her...
Cat Newton And Martin told Dan he was going to wear a top hat/ and Amaris told Alexa that she’d be in that knee length dress that has started to remind me of death/ and Reggie told me that he...
Martin Shapiro Hardtops sit sun-roasted in rowson a plain of asphalt: at its far end,a megachurch in session. My Ford Feo’s a.c. eats horsepower.Eliseo doesn’t sweat this jungle...
John Nieves When sleep slips and the walls slip and the newsof the day is about who has slipped out of selfand into numeration, into a graph of a graph, thisis how we lose our breath. We lose it...
Arnisha Royston i bought a gym membership. worked out on the same machine in the same corner everyday. there is a man that likes to workout two machines down from me. i thought about waving at him. i...
Jane Zwart Consider the forsythia. Considerthe child who jostles that basketof saffron antlers. Considerthe charm of goldfinchesblown from the bush, sparksfrom ember, and the lemonsucker the child...