Review of Compass by Luc Phinney

Review of Compass by Luc Phinney

I’m no spark plug, but I know my arms bleed strength, and atrophy with every pleasure. Forget pleasure. Let me hang unlit light-strings in the trees, give me a plastic chair to sit myself down in, and let the roof deck lift me up in sundown’s sun, give me the only...
Review of 3 Sections by Vijay Seshadri

Review of 3 Sections by Vijay Seshadri

Orwell says somewhere that no one ever writes the real story of their life. The real story of a life is the story of its humiliations. If I wrote that story now— radioactive to the end of time— people, I swear, your eyes would fall out, you couldn’t peel the gloves...

Embracing the Sprawl: Robert Boswell’s Tumbledown

  In my mid twenties I lived in Los Angeles for a few years, long enough to grow accustomed to the sprawl that reached in all directions, inhibited only by mountain ranges and the ocean. The human mind has an incessant need to categorize, not excepting people,...
Review of Figures for an Apocalypse by Edward Mullany

Review of Figures for an Apocalypse by Edward Mullany

  If the world were to end right now, there is a great likelihood each of us may feel like the poems in Edward Mullany’s newest collection, Figures for an Apocalypse (Publishing Genius, 2013). We would become more concerned with the world around us to ensure...