Toward Openness Bound in red fir, the fragrant breath of a Central Valley As they say breadbasket, an open data, Bound in headwaters, the Mokelumne, the San Joaquin. The bottomlands. Eggs … [Read more...]
Poetry Archive
Three poems by Bailey Grey
reflections by naming an ocean / we shrink it / it gains sharp edges and an orientation / (who decided that north means up?) we are like reflections in spoons / (cotton balls and lighters) … [Read more...]
Four poems by Allan Graubard: For Steve Dalachinsky, Ira Cohen, and Ronnie Burk
I am reading Lundkvist's dreams when he was in a … [Read more...]
Three poems by Constance Bacchus
helen imagines she is cailleach on a snowed in Thursday wears a wig of stiff twigs glasses, holding the sun hat, a lot of makeup or none she has a feather brown flying coat rainbowed scarf, … [Read more...]
Two poems by Lynne Schmidt
When My Sister Calls My sister calls to ask me “Why would my dog be bleeding from his mouth?” She asks me because I am a dog person. She asks me because I have a degree in medical biology … [Read more...]
Poems by Mesándel Virtusio Arguelles, translated by Kristine Ong Muslim
Reptile He had been visited by countless frogs and snakes were nesting in his room. Although he was always trapped between trepidation and awe, he relished each encounter as … [Read more...]
Three poems by María C. Domínguez
A house with two cats I have come here thinking it was a home, a release even if rented and the landlord is loud and flirts too much. I took two aeroplanes, two red buses, climbed a mountain … [Read more...]
Two poems by Candice Kelsey
like a collapsed lung A poem walks into a pandemic and starts tearing up its lines to make medical grade masks tossing its punctuation tiny prayers darkening the emptiness between its … [Read more...]
Two poems by German Dario
food the border is not a lava vein the wind will tell you that a pencil line insults crisp white paper when used to divide the border is a butterfly's torso a wave's dance as it … [Read more...]
Two poems from Stilled Somewhere Possible by Cheryl Pallant
English Refrains Pine, ginko, and chestnut complement the land Talk, discussion and argument volunteer time Ask to establish … [Read more...]
Three poems by Zach Linge
First Week Without You Vintage and rented books stacked beside my pillow, boxers knotted around my calves, asphyxiated by my sweater midday, I’m sorry: I have found without you the bed … [Read more...]
Three poems by Erin Russell
Harlingen Dis(a)sembled i. the way their mother said values— and blond kids scowled, they were suspicious behind thatched thighs: our kiss on the pier travelling north of Amsterdam, out … [Read more...]
Three poems by Elizabeth Threadgill
You Plucked Bees from My Hair like vibrating seeds each tells a secret the trees are singing the rabbits are drumming the squirrels are screaming while the mower runs in circles your … [Read more...]
Two poems by Robyn Pickens
Ida / Ajna My grandmother is a psychic channel / is an aquatic plant / is a lotus flower / is Padma / is the purple luminescence of the moon / is the seed syllable OM / is the supreme sound of the … [Read more...]
Three poems by Tasha Cotter
Incarnadine The word a color of flesh— a tongue, Rough skin, the inside of your cheek. We’ve all dreamed in those shades Of red and pain. Wake up – you were Calling out in your sleep. The soft … [Read more...]
Two Collaborative Poems by Danielle Rose and Bailey Grey
bootcfg /rebuild i have to believe i am pulses counting to one / & so i imagine the damage a pair of wire-cutters could inflict / because i have been told the mind is a processor / & so i … [Read more...]
Two poems by Alexus Erin
And So I missed autumn: it ran past me. The leaves and feathers, elms and erins built themselves an island coastline of useless request: asking the people we love to account for their … [Read more...]
Two poems by Alan Chazaro
On Being Evicted from Earth I’m not convinced I should be leaving, but I’ve already left. Between moons I’ve become displaced, the dance of lost tectonics. Maybe that’s why I move silently beneath … [Read more...]
Notes on Three Lost Poems by Gregory Corso
In a life of wide and restless travels, Gregory Corso produced six collections of poetry, together with a handful of plays and a novel, but left trailing in the wake of his urgent journeys an unknown … [Read more...]
Two poems by Carson Faust
[As described by settlers in the early 70s]: [My parents and grandparents were not from this area.] Call me home. However many mothers ago. It only hurt when they unstitched the skin, right? … [Read more...]
Three poems by Mickee Cheung
Ode to growing tomatoes These days, it seems all I do is tend to this garden and feed this dog they’ve left me and made me walk and pick shit up after and dote on. The children, they don’t … [Read more...]
Two poems from Transparency by Maria Borio, translated by Julia Anastasia Pelosi-Thorpe
Miniatures 2 You’re asleep and breathe nearby something of me that dissolves the air. Heel to brow at your side unmoving in the idea that above us something – it can be called Something – … [Read more...]
Three poems by Taylor Byas
Disciplinarian I. In the closet, racked in line for picking, belts molder and shed in leather scabs; in hand, they crack like reins. On their legs and backs, the brand of a coachman shows … [Read more...]
from Borderline Fortune: Three poems by Teresa K. Miller
I lift the ban—if you are gone, you will speak your own language. You broke my mother and so you broke me, lost in the thicket of your misfortune. Sharp brittle branches sticky with bird … [Read more...]
Three poems by Matt Mitchell
An Ocean of Shaking Hands Each time I bayonet a needle into my gut, I am digging up another dead boy buried in the dark corners of whatever apocalypse hides there. I carry the burden of every … [Read more...]
Four poems by Katherine Fallon
My Light Form Cacophonous ghost tribe of a love, the moment we met was a reckoning. That night, I got hungry again, and sickly so. I swelled, breathed sheer will into the drab golem of … [Read more...]
Four cow poems by Orchid Tierney
From blue doors The epistolemology of the field History refuses a settlement. The field is a category for knowledge. A cow is a period and more likely syntaxis. Cover of grass is blue, … [Read more...]
Two poems by Amy Gong Liu
On my Mother, or Observing Two Deer in the Road with Death Wishes I don’t share the same sentiment, but my brakes are faulty. Say, didn’t you enjoy the sun today? I’ve hurt the people most … [Read more...]
Three poems by Jose Hernandez Diaz
Mrs. Weir Thank you to my high school English teacher, Mrs. Weir, For introducing me to literature. I remember reading The Catcher in the Rye during junior year of high school, And hearing … [Read more...]
Two poems by Lauren Saxon
even now, even still I remain unsettled by the lengths we go to disguise our own loneliness my focus not on the arrows – red roses … [Read more...]
Three poems by Jennifer Vaknine
saving schrödinger’s cat I read an article on my phone on the train about changing truth at the quantum level about making the quarks choose sides & I thought about the time in the … [Read more...]
Two poems by Risa Denenberg
On Becoming a Geode I left high school pregnant, tiny pebble in the chaotic boot of the sixties. Banished for smallminded things— skipping class, protesting war, French kissing in the … [Read more...]
a tribute to creeley — Steve Dalachinsky
1. moments in slow motion withdrawn like light life & their eventuality i can see clear rain thru this bitch day believe in still, a voidless piece … [Read more...]
Three poems by Georges Rose, translated by Bryan F. Flavin
Mer cousue ligne de fer nappe ornée d’oiseaux ciels crevés de soies où s’affalent des lumières imprévisibles par endroit le revêtement de chair avec ses maisons plus lourdes brassards … [Read more...]
Three poems by Helen McClory
Thirty-Five All I want now myself only is to Wear kimonos with velvet Bralets, high-waisted velvet knickers The colour, close enough, of my skin Sit by windows, smoke cigarettes On long … [Read more...]
Two poems by Alex Gallo-Brown
The Normal Ways In the morning her mom is gone and it is just me watching her tip an empty espresso cup to her lips or fuss with a bottle of the spiciest hot sauce on Beacon Hill. There … [Read more...]
Three poems by Denzel Scott
A Train and a Funeral I had to hop a train to bury my most recent dead. His body laid in the funeral home at the other side of the tracks. I parked my car in the liquor … [Read more...]
Two poems by Adenle Iyanuoluwa Deborah
It’s never enough but it’s plenty: it bore other names, one title different from the next, i can't hold on to the shadows. so, i spelt it as mother. As yeshua. … [Read more...]
Four poems by Robert Hogg
Manhattan Daimon (for Nadia and her daughter As moon is to earth and earth about sun turns so I dance at the tree root till woodpecker sing and footfall free Ge from slumber … [Read more...]
Two poems by Amy Watkins
We Help a Friend Move in with Her New Lover She says that she feels safe with him. She says she falls asleep when he drives, like a child who will be carried in to bed. She says this … [Read more...]
