by Christopher Salerno | Mar 20, 2017
We wake like bees and peel a lemon. Then there is a glowing. Do you want to eat it wedge by wedge? Pull the pith off, keep the seeds. Lift a blue crayon, ring each other’s mouths in blue. We all live under a rule— a lemon law for what’s beyond repair: our very...
by Julia Knobloch | Mar 1, 2017
SHAARE TIKVAH (GATES OF HOPE), LISBON * In this landscape, churches seem displaced. Half close your eyes in quiet contemplation, look behind the convents and the crosses. This is no realm for heavy robes and rosaries. It belongs to those who study time and space....
by Susan Hutton | Feb 23, 2017
Because the day changed you. Because your sister just left one day and made you the one who. Because you forget most of it, the parts you remember make up your life. Because I was biking behind the truck when I saw those deer spook and run the long hypotenuse between...
by Partridge Boswell | Feb 22, 2017
—after cummings and Spinoza We do not know what a body can do… how when she crossed the street asking you for a dollar so she could get something to eat, you fished in your pocket and peeled a twenty from a sheaf of bills saying: This...
by Wesley McNair | Feb 15, 2017
Whenever the revolution breaks out in this country, he’s ready to go, dressed in camouflage all the way up to the visor on his cap, but today outside the town store, fast-talking with his lips close together to hold in his upper plate, Russell...
by Tom Paine | Feb 8, 2017
I Have Been a Liar I have lied, a cowardly man, a lover of your kind; merely in mind; movie-making, I have spent my seasons coming, counting time by tissue: quivering cock, finger-clenched, crazed. A man like me is not a man, really. I have been a liar. I dream my...
