Canticle for the Last Leaves by Sara Blazevic Alex said his first Christmas in recovery everyone egg-shelled around him and he didn’t know why, he liked his family, and Christmas, there was safety, sweetness, aunts pulling him aside to offer small kindnesses. He made...
Arrival Elegy Lillian Emerick Valentine You brought me a grapefruit and disseminated its sweet oil. You said the body of the horse had come up green after the flood. You said to stop playing Apples to Apples and calling it tarot. Nothing is synonymous, not even with...
Traffic by Terry Belew Google my name and a mustached man wearing a Stetson hat appears alongside a fifty state map of my name. I’ve never been to Oklahoma but it’s shaded red because more of me lives there than anywhere else + When I turn on a...
Drive by Joel Peckham A Ghazal For My Son, on the 20th anniversary of the death of his mother and brother. I can’t grip the wheel of any car without the neuropathic burn of each long drive—that rusted Corolla swallowing 500,000 miles of road. My hip screaming. “The...
Abecedarian Break-Up Poem After Spending the Day Reading the Same 3 Children’s Books to Someone Else’s Baby by Sarah Brockhaus Always we’ve been Thursday. October. I’m giving up until spring,breathing only out. The sky knows, the blue skycries it at me every evening...
8 Ball Liturgy + When To Say No by Philip Schaefer 8 Ball Liturgy I replace my fingertips with olives, 10crystal balls. I voodoo around the kitchen like I’ve discovered a cure for stomachcancer. I give each globe a name: polly polyp, lung crust, see you tumorrow....
