Poem: Lauren Gordon


Last Summer I Found God in the River what clings, what stays the noise we make in ink the lightning fields magnified by glass floods bright grass fiddled bare feet to kiss his feet to know gospel, to really know it I had to run Lauren Gordon is the author of  Meaningful Fingers (Finishing Line … Continue reading

Poem: Jason Brightwell


The Jellyfish A blood red explosion baked brown on the highway; the abstract bell of a meandering jelly. Her thicket of wispy tentacles trail after passing cars, and fade in to the depths of a pavement sea. Roadside, in scavenger’s company a deer, crumpled into herself, long dead, becomes an artist. Jason Brightwell lives in … Continue reading

Poem: Charlie Weeks

Wooden Dandelions Crusty in meadows Saw dust blown From the desolate farmhouse Where nature’s unmentionables Continue without comment   Sewn on a porch With a rocking chair Slowly eroding The cement replacement   Since the wood broke As the slow burning embers Eventually caved it in With company of sawdust and smoke to sing.   … Continue reading

Poem: Sara Biggs Chaney


A poem inspired by my students who asked, “is freedom even a thing?” I once heard an almost perfect song played by a virtuoso. The longest note ran through the hills of Pennsylvania with a tone like blue thread twining through the sugar maples. Beneath sound, breath: Ranging rasp of iron rafters creaking across clouded … Continue reading

Poem: Tamer Mostafa


Letter to Lucy Corin When I was younger, I remember hearing stories about racism (and I’ve understood since the attacks that racism is just twisting a pressure valve), and I remember conditioning myself to absorb the abuse as some form of pity, to see the treatment as proof of my existence, a recessive nerve captivated … Continue reading

Poem: Greta Hayer


Love Potion You watch her dance around the kitchen, the rhythm in her hips and hands. She is something between a witch and an alchemist; spices swirl in a cauldron, while egg yolks glisten like molten gold. She dances, pinching myrtle and coriander into the steaming pot. Adding a splash of her best wine and … Continue reading

Poem: Michael Mark


My Mother’s Nightmare My mother’s eyes force me into the cave of their bedroom. I am to put my ear to his chest, to know for sure my father is breathing. I wait for him to move, to groan, for my courage to lower my head. This is not my nightmare. The heat, the smell … Continue reading

Poem: Yuan Changming


Y.E.S. Y You are really obsessed with this letter Yes, because it contains all the secrets of Your selfhood: your name begins with it You carry y-chromosome; you wear Y-pants; both your skin and heart are Yellowish; your best poem is titled Y; you seldom seek the balance between Yin and yang; you never want … Continue reading

Poem: Alex Stolis


Stillhet; Cisza; Silenzio You show me your scars, one for each sin. I trace them make them my own. There is no moon, no street sounds and sunrise is a story, fragile and green. You tell me about going to Warsaw alone for seven days. How it was hot and black. How you walked all … Continue reading

Poem: Dylan Crawford


Wood Division I. I pull over and step into the flame of New Mexico’s summer, into a white canvas sky that scatters clouds of lace across the angry face of the eastern horizon. The distance shimmers. Small stones are brittle under my boots, angry beetles pressed for shade. Slow fade before a last glance and … Continue reading


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