Ginger Ayla He was a two-pack-a-day smoker, on bad days three, and once on a smoke break explained how he first discovered cigarettes when he was 10, with his friend, sticking a clothes...
Andrew Payton Each tooth grinds to fit its partner. In my valley, centuries of wheat spilled soil to reveal boulders fanged by the dirt-trickle of rain— is it violence, the hare in coyote...
Joy David God could kill you and blame it on a bear. Being taught as I was about investing exclusively in car stocks, I was never awake to the possibility of heaven cleaning its teeth. Faith...
RJ Equality Ingram For Wesley Gibson Often I have imagined myself arguingSoftly w/ the wind & wake the way oarsSlip in & out of the murk barely a splashA quiet night on an...
Peter Vertacnik –after Patric Dickinson All the doors are locked. The dog’s been walked. Each tap, each burner off. No dome-light glows in the garage. Through that...
Phillip Crymble ——— for Robert Lowell At Roosevelt, the orderlies were forced to break your wrists — the large brown-paper parcel that you clutched against your breastbone heldin place...
J.C. Rodriguez By rolling together gray hairs, capers, nettles, & tuna in a page ripped from an old tabloid. A tube seared into existence from burnt dust & browned butter. It’s smokable,...
p. hodges adams2023 Greg Gummer Prize Runner-Up come hear me, in my twenty-fifth yeari stopped having sex with gender i meanmy lovers all favored the vestibule of language outside the party i mean i...
Rebecca Faulkner I am trying to remember — corners of your newspaper curled in a November breeze, mothballs in your herringbone tweed. Stubborn grief, my coat pulled tight....
