Howie Good Doe-Re-Me I am writing at the kitchen table, or, rather, struggling to, when my wife excitedly calls me to the window and points down into the yard where a doe with a coat just a shade from golden is browsing on fallen leaves that if it wasn’t for the hours I spend trying […]
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Howie Good “Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun”
Howie Good Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun The sun eavesdrops at the bedroom window, a little like a detective, as we move in ways no one who has seen us in our everyday clothes would have thought possible. Howie Good‘s full-length poetry collection, Gun Metal Sky, is due in early 2021 from Thirty West […]
Read MoreAndy Fogle “Once I reach…”
Andy Fogle Once I reach the point of weeping, I feel my meditation is getting somewhere. Andy Fogle is a Virginian living in upstate New York, a poet studying education, a musician teaching English.
Read MoreMary Mills “Coronado”
Mary Mills Coronado I know joy is real like I know Coronado is still there, distant but continuous, desert wind and gold-flecked sand, though I know I may never be back Mary Mills is a librarian with six birds who lives in Raleigh, North Carolina.
Read MoreJon Densford “Possibility”
Jon Densford Possibility No word can hide in a poem like “this.” Jon Densford of Memphis, Tennessee is trying to memorize “The Lake Isle of Innisfree”— just in case.
Read MoreBenjamin Faro “El Chaltén”
Benjamin Faro El Chaltén In Argentina we breathe the same air as condors, stationary in the sky, that could soar a hundred miles in this wind. Benjamin Faro is a writer living in Asuncion, Paraguay, whose best writing time is sunrise.
Read MoreCatriona Shine “Not Now”
Catriona Shine Not Now Everywhere I ring they tell me the same story, that the woman who usually prepares the bodies is sick, that I should tie her mouth closed with a silk scarf before she stiffens, that they can make the trip out one time only and will have to take her straight to […]
Read MoreYuna Kang “Dresden, 1945”
Yuna Kang Dresden, 1945 She thought they were stars, or ancient angels, hissing down to a rust-colored earth. Yuna Kang is a queer, Korean-American writer based in Northern California who has been featured in Rising Phoenix Press and the Sierra Journal.
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