Bad French and Ficus Trees by Matt Randall Disturbed by the dying air conditioning, the dusty fake tree beats a torn branch against the dirty window. I look at it and wonder why it hasn’t been replaced—or dusted. At the... Continue Reading →
Soon by Anne Britting Oleson In the yellow daylight I am afraid of nothing except not being in your mind. I catch my breath and turn about, thinking: soon. Thinking: what unbearable agony there is in waiting to breathe. Things... Continue Reading →
Mitch Corber brings us another wonderful interview with two NYC poets: Jee Leong Koh and Miriam Stanley In-depth Poetry Thin Air Cable Interview of NYC poets Jee Leong Koh and Miriam Stanley, in a lively conversation with George Spencer. Video... Continue Reading →
Footloose by Sonja Johanson Today, I set free all the odd socks - the whole jumbled mismatched basket of them. Perky, purple girl ones with their tattoo patterns; black and navy dress socks you couldn't tell apart; an enormous herd... Continue Reading →
Milk by Holly Day she has made drapes out of the children's skin. the fabric is just too thick, too heavy, to be anything else. by now the woman with the snakes in her hair could have recovered her entire... Continue Reading →
Blazing by Jennifer Luckenbill At this point in the summer, we can’t say anything else but it’s hot, too hot. We all know it, but we pant it anyway; our bodies are reduced to sweat-producing machines, and words don’t linger... Continue Reading →
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