Alina Stephanescu

Alina Stephanescu

Unpsalm A needle in a Transylvanian haystack           is ancient pretext, fashioned by lovers who crawl inside a world                             they invent against...
Patrick Haas

Patrick Haas

Winter Poem Keep warm. Try Knitting. Unravel A cloud of doubt Into transparency Experienced as A sense of place. Let the needle But the thread. Let the needle Wind through Curves of a so-called Awareness. Keep Knitting. You need Somewhere to exist. What you make Will...
Summer J. Hart

Summer J. Hart

Auspice 18 24 again         off to a meeting. She burns sage in an abalone shell to draw the sickness out. They roost in a pine behind the cabin. I wish I could tell you but, you found a rabbit’s headless body gifted     on the door...
Maureen O’Leary

Maureen O’Leary

Fire Season We sip your bones through our lips mouth breathing We take our Eucharist through the lungs these days Your body and your blood Suffered by a fire impossible to conceive You rolled into yourself Spine skin fur hoof claw Fingernails teeth eyelashes A memory...
Matthew Zapruder

Matthew Zapruder

What’s So Weird  On the day you were born  the Electric Prunes sang  I’ve had too much to dream on the television and there was an ice storm during an ice storm, when it ended the trees creaked but no one  understood they were warning each other...
Chris Nealon

Chris Nealon

La Central  A history of rainy days Unwriteable but in you – Droplets jewelling a café table on a street you don’t remember in a city you always will You cared less back then about your possessions, and more about style You let the city outfit you Even now I feel...