Each Day Travelling

By Elizabeth Jacobson

Hello Buson!

I found another dead snake on the road today
and thought of you, the way you said Use the commonplace

to escape the commonplace. Your square face
could have …

OCCUPIED

By Genevieve Leone

*****

Underneath this day, another

The way morning – shang –
sits on top of afternoon

What is past is
what we see –

Speculation as to how long this war will …

Evidence and Inquiry

By Dawn Corrigan

It was an ordinary October afternoon,
the sky dimmed by clouds that filled
the valley and stripped it of all color,
the sun a rueful smile peeking through.
Inside, drabness …

WHEN I LIVED IN NEW YORK

By Alicia Jo Rabins

This matzah ball soup
Reminds me of my grandmother
I’m so close to her here in Brooklyn city of her birth

Darling as she called everyone
Let’s be sentimentalists together
And …

Aesthetic Translation

By Natalie Scenters-Zapico

 
*This poem includes text in italics from “Drug War on Doorsteps All Over Ciudad Juárez,” by Stephen Holden and “Ciudad Juárez, a Border City Known for Killing, Gets Back …

Virgil Avenue & Other Geographies

By Lynne Thompson

I

It was a beginning like any other which isn’t
quite the way it was. With beginnings,

where to start? The house that was my first
was a house that …

Contingencies

By Nicholas Reiner

We cross the Vincent Thomas bridge
in our Hyundai Santa Fe. We’re on our way
to my grandparents’ house
& then the market to get husks for the tamales.
Our …

The Beginning of the End

By Sarah Louise Garrido

Stitch up the trees,
tripping over
the end of time.

Could it be jubilant
to come apart?

Earth to fire to air
in a brilliant instant,
nuclear alchemy
splitting the bone.

I try …

62

By Parker Tettleton

I dream about you during the work week with teddy bears in my mouth &
you with a sword impossible to own. The second sentence is love isn’t
loving anyone …

22

By Celina Su

His ardor turned into an antelope-shaped ice sculpture, its taste and shape memorialized
at film festivals all over Spain. Hers fossilized into ambivalent scorn, trapped under a notebook
in Arkansas.

Whenever …

Toward a Wedding

By Jordan Nakamura

We Eat Like Kings

By Marc Malandra

Briny and smiling, he stood
in the kitchen, pulled me over
to the pot, lifted the lid:
an odd insect with pomegranate-
seed eyes waved its feelers
like awkward chopsticks.