Lynne Thompson – Morning Street
Morning Street Morning’s no one-time storm— is mere, is integer. Morning is émigré, street noire, testier, rime most rotten! Griot. Grist. Rioting rioter. Sentient morning, egoist entire, soignée in nitrogen garment. O gemstone. O morning: no segment, no omen. Innermost engine. Totem. Winner of the Stephen Dunn Poetry Prize in 2016 […]
Kerrin P. Sharpe – the taxidermist can’t leave limbo
the taxidermist can’t leave limbo he sleeps awake with his own exhibits it’s freezing outside he opens the curtains is that the elephant standing in snow? he thinks her twin-domed forehead her arched back she should never have been stolen from the forest or made to carry a howdah she should never have been executed […]
Jeffrey Little – Waltzing to Keep from Flying All Apart
Waltzing to Keep from Flying All Apart Listen. We must accept that not even an assassin exists beyond the false binary of choice. Remember if you please the parable of the penalty box and Custer’s ungodly ham. I took a quick look out of the big bay windows and the Cossacks were still perched in […]
Joseph Hutchison – Earache
Earache I Seems the past year’s griefs have settled in one ear: intermittent needles—and in between, a hiss like water when a small leak’s developed in some basement pipe. II Wherever it’s bleeding out, water seeks depth, yields to gravity, muttering incessantly as it wanders and descends. Soon the whole house could be made of […]
Andrea Hollander – This Is a Story I Didn’t Tell
This Is a Story I Didn’t Tell The day the drillers came with their giant machine that dug and dug and beat and beat, the sound went on for hours that day but fifty, sixty, ninety feet and the well was dry. And I didn’t say my husband was out— out of our house, our […]
