Before leaving Amsterdam, I stopped by a canal hugging the red-light district. I sat against a tree and let my feet hang over the edge. I’d enjoyed a spliff at a shop not far away […]
Author: Lindsay Hargrave
What to make of it all now? (H. R. Gibs)
I’ve made myself good so many times that my very edgeshave blurred like a penciled line scrubbed too many timesWith old pink rubber. I sit in this light wet end of July andTry to visualise […]
Notes from the Train (Twishaa)
Woman enters train. One seat is empty. Next to Tupi wearing, paan-chewing man. She takes it. At the first stop, a seat beside me is vacated. Woman gets up and sits next to me. At […]
Las Tardes Con Los Muertos (Elizabeth R. McClellan)
after @notaleptic he shakes his headinto the walls of his face: ‘ “los muertos no hablan”y no algun más “¿por que?” I ask,receive no answer. Tio Juan sees ghostspero él está envejeciendo; él no oye […]
Goodbye, Sven (Devin Kate Pope)
It costs two hundred dollars to humanely put a bird to sleep. That’s significantly less than the one thousand it costs for the MRI to see if surgery is possible. And the surgery is still […]
Seven Lines of Gratitude: A Rejection letter to Poets Who Run After Fire (Timi Sanni)
–& because sometimes, a muse becomes a peacock or because sometimes, a muse becomes a saint who revels in the glory of confessions that when a lie uncloaks and tries to hide between the lines […]
#soundslikemyweddingnight (Madeleine Corley)
Your joke hums and I can’tunhear it. As if you weren’tfrequenting motels where the headdesigners kerneled their ceilingsfor you and other fuckers. I bangmy fist against the wall I offeredto you and your lovers and […]
blake levario in therapy (blake levario)
my therapist asks me, blake, can you please tell me: what have you lost and what have you found? i really don’t want to answer, but: a new oat milk brand. wellbutrin. i drink cappuccino. […]
Diamondhead (Amy Barnes)
I cut off Bob’s head with my good sewing scissors. The lei around his neck looked frivolous when the picture was snapped. He hated it. His sneeze was exaggerated like a cartoon character. On that […]
Rejection Letters 