We’re begging the world/to remember our name,/but we barely remember it/ourselves.
You point to the pheasant. She’s sad, too. You’re both sad together.
But all he wants to know, my gorgeous lover of words,/dirt, puddles, and the sky, is why I “broke” his fall at all
This is where, in the poem,/I say that I am descended/from these motherfuckers
“Is it e’en so?—Then I deny you, stars!” —Romeo and Juliet (5.1.25) According to The Astrology Book: The Encyclopedia of Heavenly Influences by James R. Lewis, a birth chart (or astrological chart) calculates the position of various celestial bodies throughout the heavens as viewed from the Earth at the moment of an individual’s birth. And… Continue reading “Time Space: Places They’ve Never Met” by Janet Dale
Tall grass wheat or white wanders down a grade cleft to divide to lose to rock the sand sea kelp tangle urchin flesh Brave son of wind and wire we are lust and foolish All wave weave Barely blue sky admires our bigness wind our capacity individually for quiet We are capable of touch and… Continue reading “Cape May” by Marilyn McCabe
Between the velveteen clay along the river/bottom above and the mantle of gneiss rock we/rail upon we find the underworld’s black market
Yesterday I dreamt that Brittani Palagru brought me into the girls' locker room and let me touch her underwear. It was soft like the sheets I sleep on. It was red. I liked looking at it and touching it almost as much as I like Brittani Palagru—how she laughs at jokes that aren’t funny even… Continue reading “The Cut-Off” by Shawn Rubenfeld
Anywhere snow falls becomes a temple. An image draped in weather, its silent white auspices that shatter. The shape of a vehicle; the unbearable silence inside it. The tires huddled beneath its frame. White drifts of weather fold it in: heavy, pressed, a clover in a book. Temporary. A prayer: yes to wheels, to the… Continue reading “State of Emergency” by Katie Byrum