Poetry

“The Person Seated Across the Aisle” by Kelsey May

I just wanted a migraine pill and a cup of cocoa. Instead, I overheard someone talking about the liquor store about ten blocks from my house. “Don’t even bother,” he said. “It’s so overpriced.” Inside, I nodded, never having been in the store, just aware of how things in our neighborhood were often overpriced, how… Continue reading “The Person Seated Across the Aisle” by Kelsey May

Hybrid

Excerpts from “Flesh Graphs” by Brynne Rebele-Henry

30. I don’t know what to wear, so I tie sage around my left ankle, twists of garlic in my hair. I want to be Italian and edible. I add rosemary, thyme. Frying oils. 31. I brush my hair until it crackles onto the linoleum. 32. She could feel the remains of him seeping out… Continue reading Excerpts from “Flesh Graphs” by Brynne Rebele-Henry