Denise Jarrot
Denise Jarrott Doomsday Book next to a river that seems too dangerous to encounter the afternoon leisure town watching water watching rocks Joshua with a bag of cherries a book [...]
Denise Jarrott Doomsday Book next to a river that seems too dangerous to encounter the afternoon leisure town watching water watching rocks Joshua with a bag of cherries a book [...]
George Kalamaras Thinking of Bill Porter’s Finding Them Gone, I Wonder How Can it Be that a Long Life for a Dog is Equivalent to the Depth, in Feet, of [...]
David Kirby PO Box 1142 How else to explain those hands? How he sat in the front pew & held his fingers like lattice, just a little too neat, [...]
Kevin McLellan Not an Anthem any use of we feels self- serving or assaultive to you / in other words you would like his heart inside of you / though [...]
Owen McLeod In the U-Haul Parking Lot T-shirt armpits haloed with salt, Big Mac on your breath, you wait for a cab to take you back to the one-bedroom you [...]
Rowan Beaird Ohio, Summer I. The boy sits on the concrete lot that juts out onto the water, his feet dangling over the nook where water meets sand. There is [...]
Erika Meitner Elegy with Lo-Fi Selfie I am thinking of you while riding shotgun past the Celanese Plant at dusk mid-December this sprawling factory on the New River the world’s [...]
Raul Clement Space Roosters! The aliens landed outside his hospital window. He had been staring out the window, unable to sleep, when the blue light atomic-blasted the sky. It cast [...]
Nicholas Molbert Living After the Theory of Everything It gives me insight to reconcile bafflements long-held, like mangoes and poison ivy sharing a plant family,and it gives me the prescience [...]
Kim Winter Mako Right-dog Vs. Left-dog Eight lines lit up and Tracey reached for the phone. Aurelio pushed her hand away. “Watch me,” he said. He started with the top [...]
Josh Myers What Fascism Means to Me By the shrinking border of the forest there’s a bird that’s learned to imitate a chainsaw. In a language I’ve forgotten, power is [...]
Hema Padhu Silent Downpour It’s been raining for three days straight. It’s monsoon season, and the streets of Mumbai are flooded but mercifully empty as I walk to work this [...]