Derek Gromadzki
Derek Gromadzki is the author of Pilgrimage Suites (Parlor Press, 2017) and the chapbook Horology (Paradigm Press, 2016). His work has appeared in American Letters & Commentary, Black [...]
Derek Gromadzki is the author of Pilgrimage Suites (Parlor Press, 2017) and the chapbook Horology (Paradigm Press, 2016). His work has appeared in American Letters & Commentary, Black [...]
S. A. McDonald My Heart is Like a Dog I said to someone recently that I’m not very invested in life. I think I meant to say that I’m [...]
Rob Jacques resides on a rural island in Washington state’s Puget Sound, and his poetry has appeared in literary journals including Atlanta Review, Prairie Schooner, Amsterdam Quarterly, Poet [...]
Ellen Seusy lives and works in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Her work has appeared in From the Other World: Poems in Memory of James Wright, The Christian Science Monitor, [...]
Angie Macri is the author of Underwater Panther (Southeast Missouri State University), winner of the Cowles Poetry Book Prize, and Fear Nothing of the Future or the Past [...]
Michalle Gould Dirge for a Dinosaur by Its Bones Longing impresses itself into the form of the world that surrounds it; replicating itself physically, in the image of the objects [...]
Marjorie Stelmach Keeping But I remain sad like a sunset [...]
Peter Cooley And Then all the little perishings! The little! More wounding to me than the evening news’ rat-a-tat-tat in other continents! The star inside the mayonnaise jar I find [...]
Edward Mayes Mola Salsa We remember now it was Luis Buñuel Portolés Stropping his razor in the first frames Of Un Chien Andalou, the moon split in two By a [...]
John Hoppenthaler Bamboo “She likes the big Bambú!” He’s grunting & singing off-key like an idiot frat boy, shit-eating grin on his arrogant George Walker Bush-looking face, & Oh, I [...]
Circe Maia (Translated by Jesse Lee Kercheval) Three Poems Calle lateral Al anochecer muchas casas tienen todavía las puertas entreabiertas: franjas de luz, cruzando las baldosas llegan hasta la calle. [...]
Emma Bolden Museum of the Body First they hang each of your aches from the eaves. Then the curator comes with her stick pins, her white cards, her typeset: head-, [...]