god forbid i have a body god forbid i show its lines, its curves, its stretchmarks: yaw / pitch god forbid it transforms grows, revels in its own glory god forbid it lets its mere […]
Category: poetry
the thousand times to remember the rising and falling of the sun (Nosakhare Collins)
before he died my father told mei’d make the monster that would kill meso i know this was someone else’s deathhappily chanting into my feet hoping to devour mein seconds. i recognize the plight smile,perhaps it thought i […]
ON DENYING THE HORRIBLE REALITY OF BEING A CORPORATE PENCIL-PUSHER WHO KNOWS THAT =VLOOKUP IS A CROSS-FUNCTIONAL EXCEL TOOL THAT’S ONLY USEFUL FOR SUPPRESSING ALL HOPES AND DREAMS (Shawn Berman)
and perhaps i should learn to only focus on things that truly make me happy.like the first christmas we spent together,wine drunk off gas station roséeating mcdonald’s naked on our futon,just relaxing,not really doing anything […]
Go Back to School, Greta (Sahana Ahmed)
FameShameSchwarzeneggercan get you a Tesla 3But Twitter won’t turbochargeyour trumped-up monopolyDon’t blame the kings, Gretahot lava bombs and heresyGo make some friends, GretaQuit tallying-dallying[…]
The Xi Movement (Karen Steiger)
So I talked to Alan last night,for the first time in a long time.You heard that his wife left him, right?She joined a cult.Which is kind of hilarious.I mean, it’s very serious and sadand a […]
behind glass, glenn gould’s chair
canted, wood worn like copper plate and cushionless, the boon companion— over even the muse and his canon— sits full sung, with the wurlitzer toccata smeared across its keys by breath wandering, attempt at dialogue. […]
Sunday Stew
When people ask me how I’m doing, I point to my sternum Tell ‘em it’s a crockpot under there That if I’m going to cook down all the hurt, I may as well go for […]
Barbaric Yawps and Methane Emissions
Kids are born into hopelessness, now. I mean, other people’s kids. I don’t have kids. I wouldn’t, it’s not fair to them. I roll my eyes at every wide-hipped woman I see. There is no […]
Second Date
Brody’s Blacksmith Shop serves until midnight and the dirty little taco truck (one town over) serves tacos to all the drunks until the drunks decide sex is an option. I brought him whiskey to the […]
Rejection Letters 