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River, river, I’m broken/sinking down

It’s 4 in the morning and you’re pulling at my bedsheets again. I’d like to think I’m the boulder willing river water into a million little Vs, the shapes of teeth on parted lip, buzzing. In my memory, you appear … Read More

by Isabelle Clayton on April 16, 2023

Setbacks

Attack
in the water.
Reached the shoals by backstroke.
As my nerves settled I respired
Sunbathed.

by Hildegard Krieger on February 15, 2014May 19, 2018

When You Find Yourself

Reach for a hardcover book with his name
sprawled across the top. It’s only natural,
you consider, to be drawn in by philosophers whose
names you once pronounced phonetically.

by Zach Cohen on October 9, 2016

Song for Us

You brought me orange juice in bed as the sun began to throw its spears into the hanging dust. Anything you’d like to do today? Nothing really, besides the juice. I clicked on the tape we had been listening to. … Read More

by Nathan Leach on October 24, 2015

The Deal

The deal man.

The fucking deal.

by Byrd Pinkerton on April 18, 2015

A Few Thoughts on Zayn Malik

“On the long last day of his life, the Buddha sat perfectly still.”

by Sammy Prentice on February 26, 2017July 20, 2017

“Brecht in Southampton – Personal Pleasures”

Morning at the coffeeshop Cheating traffic, the back-roads White clouds, the pale sky Parking near water, a book Midday at the bay, the breeze Water on your feet and scallop shells My sister’s laughter—baby mischief, feeling glad Scanning the view, … Read More

by Oscar Mahoney on August 10, 2016

Young God

“The young god stumbles / out here”

by Emily McLean on March 1, 2020February 29, 2020

camelot (2021, elastane)

“you were always guinevere /
and jfk, and i arthur of the cul-de-sac”

by Brittani Telfair on November 14, 2021

Gingko Leaves

“All / Cicero said we need is a library and a garden, so I’ll keep / little brown pots on the windowsills.”

by Lucia Brown on October 10, 2021October 27, 2021

A Trilogy of Poems About English Mountain, Tennessee

“The cemetery pointed the old Dutch pharaohs / Toward their heaven.”

by Dylan Fox on April 3, 2022April 3, 2022

An Alcohol.edu Love Story

“Because the last time we parted ways
Was in the upstairs lobby of McCosh.”

by Peter Schmidt on March 5, 2017March 4, 2017


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