Growing up, I never wanted to be anything. Someone walked with me, a babysitter maybe, and watched as I pocketed a handful of thorns. I...

Amok and wolves prowling shady woods and brambles. Rabbits reabsorb their fetuses in times of crisis. It’s not hard to draw a map:...

Expected Value 1 God said let that be a lesson and it was a lesson then God rested. If the president did it then it was not just not...

As I take in our garbage cans, a car blares “Within You, Without You” by The Beatles. George sings that love could save the world. For a...

House Parties (Lynn Levin, Spuyten Duyvil, 2023, 435 pages) by Anne-Adele Wight In House Parties, Lynn Levin has produced an ambitious...

Winter Stars The mirrors fatten in the bare white room. Outside, spare branches jewel with tiers of rime. A snowfall’s novas scatter...

No Images for Infinity After Maureen Seaton’s “Planes Fly in Formation over My Backyard, As in War Movies” Normally I would say there are...

I Know it Shines on Something Every morning, Lake Christopher ignited into an uncanny glow, as if a magician huddled in a watchtower...

The fantasy Olivia Who is ~ * Thin * ~ Uses that body to the extreme She rides fast horses And not even just that She can stand on their...

My son finally hit me with a request I didn't want to answer the other day. He asked me if there was ever a fight I refused to watch. If...

Holographic “When I was three/ three, maybe four/ she left us at that video store.” –Sufjan Stevens At the immersive Van Gogh experience,...

Five Stanzas on Service In seventh year I walked to the 7-11 without shoes, hopped from shelled street to lawn. Honeysuckle choked two...

it only took eighteen days out there, the sky is emptying itself in a fit. flurries in the air like a dance choreographed by mania— like...

The poet gathers stones. Mirroring, she says, the kaleidoscope eyes of black cat luck, ex-girlfriend luck, a seven-year spell. What do...

Hide Me Between Doorways I’m having trouble saying anything to you, you know? Let’s start with: night is a doorway. And every door way...

I think I might have summit disease, I read about it in a magazine at noon, I'm drawn to the extra large, single-stall bathroom on level...

-With a line by Jean Amery and I have the Polaroid to prove it. Language broke down: she thought it was sweet when I said I love you but...

Some days the turmoil at home boils over when I fail to explain my need for last calls and neon, for a barmaid’s black-heeled boot to...

Year: 2023 Medium: tongue on skin In Vienna she wore his letter-jacket and her worst fears, but they still made a kind of art together....

eidetic photo of ham sandwich perched atop fire hydrant outside the Woodmere library. somewhere i hear my great grandpa smile & die in...