Issue 15/16 Poetry

What I Mean when I Say I am Sad

What I Mean when I Say I am Sad 688 1470 Jason Harris

after Elizabeth Kolbert’s book: The Sixth Extinction My heart is a boomtown. A lagoon. A stuffed pigeon sitting on the white picket fence of a country in denial. My heart…

The Drowning People

The Drowning People 1920 1920 Maria Popovic

When I was a weight my mother carried in her, she walked the streets in protest of her country committing massacre in the Bosnian war. My mother says: “I do…

Lockdown Unrest

Lockdown Unrest 1920 1277 Akan E. Nelson

Twenty boys at the gate, ready to steal, Pour fuel on the tire and light the flame— We’ll guard our homes; we don’t care who we kill. Red eyes and…

Verdigris

Verdigris 1280 853 Jonaki Ray

after a painting by Nathalie Magniez It would be the constants that formed him once: The clean-shaven chin, the double-knotted tie, the tucked-in shirt, the upright stance, the gaze that hit…

When I First Meet My Paternal Grandaunt

When I First Meet My Paternal Grandaunt 1667 1084 Crystal Stone

as an adult, she tells me my favorite family recipe came from their childhood maid, shows me the picture, excitedly. Here we are, the four of us. Growing up, dad…

Today, I Will Not Write a Poem

Today, I Will Not Write a Poem 1920 1280 Aiden Heung

Header photograph © Shayna Bruce.

Broad Street. Marina.

Broad Street. Marina. 1920 1440 Kanyinsola Olorunnisola

I’m so lit & by that, I don’t mean I’m on fire. I mean I’m still breathing. I mean my body has not shed light & colour. I have survived…

[Sneer]

[Sneer] 1280 853 Raphael Maurice

With each oyster-like gob that comes de profundis, with phlegm that coats the side of my hatchback, I feel disdain, but for life now. I sneer and smoke like a…

Geology School

Geology School 720 488 Olúwádáre Pópóọla

big bang! matter is never ruined & when you have a body as old as the universe you should know there is nothing you can help with silence. even sharp…

a calligraphy of ‘exit’ on the torso of a broken boy

a calligraphy of ‘exit’ on the torso of a broken boy 664 493 Martins Deep

Header photograph © Martins Deep.

word of mouth & other associated burials

word of mouth & other associated burials 1080 1080 Eunice Kim

Header photograph © Hananah Zaheer.

Portrait of Late Morning

Portrait of Late Morning 1671 1084 Andrew Hahn

He penciled my face, the bones of a wounded fawn, a replica of a photo from our first morning together, bed-headed and crusty-eyed. I cover my lips with a mug…

My Mom & Her Monks

My Mom & Her Monks 1067 1600 Alina Stefanescu

the monks she brought to alabama from eastern europe & texas & georgia / monks she doctored, fed, & housed in the basement / monks lugging long beards the color…

Roots

Roots 1920 1863 Laura Wainwright

The tonic root could be a sick man’s thumb. He had your hair, she said. But the photographs are tan and monochrome. The memories are snow. He had your hair,…

Questions for the Outward Curve of My Stomach

Questions for the Outward Curve of My Stomach 638 426 Saba Keramati

Questions for the Outward Curve of My Stomach, Where I Sometimes Rest My Hand and Pretend to be Pregnant   What have I inherited? Is it salt? Why does it…

Poem in Which My Body is a Ransom

Poem in Which My Body is a Ransom 1920 1537 Sandy Coomer

The note says thighs and shoulders, mouth and eyes. I wait tables at an upscale restaurant in Belle Meade. I’m eighteen with an invitation to spend a day with a…

Because We Need Saving, I Consult My Quantum Universe Splitter

Because We Need Saving, I Consult My Quantum Universe Splitter 1280 853 Ronda Piszk Broatch

A photon leaves Geneva, and arrives at one of two conclusions in two separate universes. In this one, your shorts are made of shouts and my lingerie is dark enough…

Nocturne Wearing a Bird Suit

Nocturne Wearing a Bird Suit 1920 1280 Amorak Huey

Up too late with a mouthful of feathers. Alone with the sheets shoved to the end of the bed. Hot. Lost. What ghost have I fallen for? What ghost would…

At Sea

At Sea 1080 810 Lucía Orellana-Damacela

The boat trembles as if it has seen an old vessel ghost, refracts the moonlight shredded skies pour over hungry crests; wide brushstrokes of mist with pointillist stints; composite picture…

Ode to Bon Secours’ Mothers

Ode to Bon Secours’ Mothers 1080 1350 Natalie Marino

It is twilight and the children sleep. Wind blows waves in the grass, and although it is cold their mothers are not here to kiss their cheeks and find their…

16th Street Neighborhood Protest

16th Street Neighborhood Protest 1920 1280 Danielle P. Williams

At 4:50 we carried the drums to the front of the house We lined the congas like armor Sat tall and proud behind them our palms messaging to the cow…

After Heather Quinn

After Heather Quinn 1920 1280 Candria Slamin

A white woman decides to write a poem about the cities of America burning. In her words, black grandmothers she does not know walk barefoot over the bodies of their…

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