“How I make my way through this thicket of information—how I manage it, how I parse it, how I organize and distribute it.” Kenneth...

Executive from Europe’s Most Diverse & Inclusive Company of 2019 Retweets I’m sitting in an A-frame house // thinking about // stochastic...

Dostoevsky the Gambler Fydor had gone to Baden-Baden to try his system at the gaming tables, but kept forgetting in his sweaty...

A space between the window and a pine for the shadow-branch birds that have always asked to be part sunrise to shiver, hide. Where shade...

Again, I am ten. My back to the fescue, bumblebees and no-see-ums looping around my head. Aerobatic insects. At the edge of the water is...

i know you’ve seen this house before me your body moved from room to room hands sliding across cracked walls index finger tracing counter...

Not the End: Rabbit —Spring Melt body’s crumple mistaken for snow-slush. Greyed melt off some vehicle’s mud-flaps. You, splayed in the...

Untitled #27 good moon tonight. the lake is alive, and the pale light bends beneath the waves. you swim like the sea-girls—mysterious....

What we recall are not memories but old emotions disturbed or resolved—some sense of well-being suddenly shadowed by a cloud—yellow...

I lay awake in bed, listening to the wind with the night like something dropped from some great height through the house. I sneak down...

The nineteenth annual Dogfish Head Poetry Prize for the winning book-length manuscript by a poet residing in the following states: DE,...

For years I’ve been trying to understand my feminine side. I don’t just mean being more empathetic and compassionate, or trying to...

Behind Birds are Poems How birds choose to break the silence dropping from leaves of trees themselves so alone like unfinished sentences...

I’ve got a boombox I bought in 1985. I only play two tapes, Beastie Boys and Nine to Five. I found it in the attic when I finally got...

“Alexa has an Italian accent.” ​ Ted turned off the hair drier. “An option when I downloaded her artificial intelligence upgrade, free...

Godspeed I draw a tattoo of a vast octopus from Minoa on my flank, the sheltering arms, the eyes on eyes on eyes. Heat the waters until...

Poet Pádraig Ó Tuama says “language needs courtesy to guide it and an inclusion and a generosity that goes beyond precision and becomes...

The Marathon Poet By Ake Hodell Trans. By Fia Backstrom Ugly Duckling Presse Lost Literature Series November 2020 Swedish poet, artist,...

Heads bowed low before a stainless steel grotto, a dozen silent men await the resumption of time as measured against more than cigarettes...