poetry-magazineWhen the Seed Spans the Length of the FruitBy Omotara JamesWhen Sarah Vaughan pipes from the great American songbook, I forget time is dragging my body from one… Related Audio LoveDesire & PassionRealistic & ComplicatedThe BodyRelationshipsLGBTQ+ActivitiesEating & DrinkingGrief + 2 more
poetry-magazineWorking with Jimmy Above a Drop CeilingBy John MulcareWe inhaled slag wool in the throatof a Tennessee summer, installing cheapcan lights, like capping off… Related Audio Social CommentariesHistory & PoliticsThe BodyActivitiesJobs & Working
poetry-magazineCrossingBy Ross WhiteI’m not the first man to lose his fatherslowly, not the first to wonderwhen I walk in the room if the… Related Audio LivingDeathGrowing OldHealth & IllnessSorrow & GrievingThe BodyRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsGrief + 2 more
poetry-magazineEnding SongBy Paisley RekdalYou’d never call the branchesarms, though in certainlights don’t pine and manlook like handsconjoined…LoveHeartache & LossRomantic LoveLivingDeathThe BodyGrief
poetry-magazinePhysical EducationBy Joshua BennettFor the sake of argument, let’s saythe day my father outlawed all contactbetween backhand and face, … Related Audio LivingComing of AgeYouthThe BodyRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsHome LifeAnger
poetry-magazineWreckBy Stefania GomezFiremen cut the car open like a cake but whenthey reached through the windshield to pull me outthey … Related Audio LivingHealth & IllnessThe BodyThe MindMemory & NostalgiaTime & BrevityGrief
poetry-magazineWhen UntouchedBy Lauren RussellHammock dumpingyou onto bruisedgrasses, frayedthoughts droopsideways, hammeringmorning. Slipper-footed… Related Audio Social CommentariesGender & SexualityLivingSorrow & GrievingThe BodyRelationshipsHome LifeAnxiety & Insecurity
poetry-magazineBlindnessBy Brittany CavallaroIn that movie you profess to love, the villain’s tellis the blood wept from his bad eye.The trailhead… Related Audio The Body
The Descent of Alette [“A car”]By Alice Notley"A car" "awash with blood" "Blood at our feet" "& I& others" "have small springs" "of blood from our…Social CommentariesCities & Urban LifeLivingThe Body
Six Reasons I Can't Answer the Door for Him at 3 in the MorningBy Sarah Carson The last man here wanted what could not be taken: My girl, he'd say, my baby. The narrow of his eyes…Social CommentariesGender & SexualityLivingComing of AgeThe BodyAngerAnxiety & InsecurityBlame
[Let me not to the marriage of true minds]By Trevor Ketnertongue / rim a soft hole—tender meat trim—mind leitmotiv (doe, moss, petal, vein,hart, hilt, waist, …LoveDesire & PassionThe Body
poetry-magazineHindsightBy Shubhi SahniDownload the descriptive transcript You’ll wake up in the middle of the night withshooting painYour … Related Audio LivingHealth & IllnessThe Body
poetry-magazineClosets Are Made of Midwestern ThunderstormsBy Max FischerTaking off my clothes feels like peeling off parts of myself as if I’m a butterfly with its wings sheared… Related Audio LivingComing of AgeThe Body
poetry-magazineGirl Blood Ritual TwoBy Amelia LoefflerYou might be wondering how I got here:red handed, pants down, under the bleachersby the football field… Related Audio The BodyRelationshipsFriends & Enemies
poetry-magazineSelf-Elegies By Martha SilanoBecause why not? Why not take the smashed pinecone of my life, render it in purple? Why not dream of… Related Audio LivingDeathGrowing OldHealth & IllnessThe BodyRelationshipsTypes/ModesElegy
poetry-magazineIn the Surgical WardBy Carmen Calatayud my body at the water’s edge of opioid comfort under the brain’s night sky rounding the blue curve … Related Audio LivingHealth & IllnessThe Body
poetry-magazineCarnivoreBy Rigoberto GonzálezI’m consuming myself, my doctor says, and I get the urge each time I lift a fork. How it rattles with…LivingHealth & IllnessThe Body
The Night Before My PiP Tribunal I See My DeadBy Karl KnightsYou left a note.‘Please don’t judge metoo harshly.’ I read itat your memorial.I hate that my voicedidn…LivingSorrow & GrievingThe BodyRelationshipsFriends & EnemiesAngerGrief
The Difference Between a Dog and a Biscuit TinBy Karl KnightsIt’s Boxing Day and I’m nearly ten and a half.I got the camouflaged Action Man for Christmas.I told …LivingYouthThe BodyRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsHome LifeAngerDisappointmentGrief + 2 more
Icarus Does the DishesIt leaves a mark on me when I fallin my father's kitchen.Only a few days it's beenof lifting him up …LivingDeathHealth & IllnessSorrow & GrievingThe BodyRelationshipsFamily & Ancestors