Poetry

“Wet” by Jen Knox

Rough, dry hands pull at our necks, our expanding skirts. They tug at the flowerbeds below, sweet and thick, unreleased. Nourishment, a cloud-blanketed sun. We stay in bed like lettuce. We soak heat like a sponge, till we’re too heavy to float. Our loneliness is irony, swollen with greedy buds. Tasting, crunching the earth like… Continue reading “Wet” by Jen Knox

Poetry

“One Maria, Two Maria, Three Maria, Four” by Catherine Prescott

One Maria orders decaf, the others café con leche. One Maria speaks Portuguese, another Italian, another Spanish, another English. One Maria left her firstborn son in Peru. Another Maria was infertile until her fifth IVF treatment. One Maria has a boy and a girl. One Maria has a dog, whom she calls baby girl. One… Continue reading “One Maria, Two Maria, Three Maria, Four” by Catherine Prescott

Poetry

“The Night Sky” by Dan Wilcox

It’s always Night, otherwise we wouldn’t need light. —Thelonious Monk How easily these poets are fooled “wait for the light” they are told that far-away light speeding across the sky just wait, it will be here soon like the anticipated glory of thick volumes like whatever applause sounds like from Beyond wait for it it… Continue reading “The Night Sky” by Dan Wilcox