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-, [...]
Stephen Lackaye In the Orchard Fascinated once more by the tyranny of trees arrested in their ranks graduating from the valley, and by the groundfog that imparts a sense of [...]
Poetry Contest Winner Susannah Nevison Preparing the Animal I’ve been watching your hands for weeks, watching the rain gather its woolen shawl around the house, while you sharpen tools, lay [...]
Poetry Contest Runner-Up Tobias Wray Sci-fi Aubade Say God breaks his covenant and floods return Manhattan to the deep where future fisherman dive for pearls. Say a diver blacks [...]
Johnathan Barrett The Alabaster Jar (a fallen sonnet) This jar is your blistered feet on fire. This jar is my hair falling on flames, a chorus of gasps, my sleeves [...]
Lisa Lewis Taxonomy of the Missing You couldn’t help feeling sorry for them. They swaggered when they walked And wept when they sat down. The bones shone through their skin [...]
Jen Edwards Circus I remember where I came from: my parents blind from the dust, bowl shaped scars carved in their skin. The earth sieved through the roof when [...]
Gary Whitby Adding up the Days First there was a bird that spoke inside a tree inside my hand. The tree then grew beside my house, the one we lived [...]
Elizabeth Arnold Arc I was out of time before I started,the meyer lemon blooming while full of fruit, our breezeway lettinga breeze through, its floor smooth, that kind that stays [...]
Kenny Williams On the Boulevard Richmond — May 9, 1912 Preparations for a hanging-- executioners in shirtsleeves, a scaffold stage, [...]
Jenny Mueller Aspen Index finger laid at the lips. Paper lips: paper face, sand whisper. Give an old woman a doll made of aspen. She’ll place it inside a trembling [...]