Her statement had a dramatic effect, because her hair was floating in practically every direction. It looked a little like a painting of a sunrise.
Author: Daniel Nester
Essayist, journalist, poet, editor, and teacher.
“Nightmared” by Annie Stenzel
Say I told these stories to a shrink, unfurled each episode/like a story-board, spoke them without undue inflection.
“I’ve learned that my experience is my experience and that perhaps there’s comfort to others in articulating that”: An Interview with Oliver de la Paz
But I also don’t let such apprehensions stop me from writing as honestly and personably as I can.
Three poems by Julie Bloemeke
He set down my cup, showing me coffee trees,/ Corpus Christi costumes, the totora boats/ drying upward to the sky, the salt collectors/ in the Sacred Valley, sand.
“So Now You Have To Write About the Dead Pheasant” by Karen Skolfield
You point to the pheasant. She’s sad, too. You’re both sad together.
“Breaking the Fall” plus two poems by Taylor Mali
But all he wants to know, my gorgeous lover of words,/dirt, puddles, and the sky, is why I “broke” his fall at all
“At The Casino” by Olivia Dunn
Rogers had to sing that very song over and over and over again for the rest of his life at every casino across America. Doomed to experience his own success, forever.
“Lipstick for Your Vagina Is an Actual Thing Now” by Nicole Steinberg
The members of my online poetry workshop gear up to discuss sexual assaults of yore
“Everywhere” by Sarah Browning
This is where, in the poem,/I say that I am descended/from these motherfuckers
Three Poems by JC Reilly
A Ferret, a Stoat, and a Polecat//go into a bar. Wait, it isn’t that kind/of poem.
