Poetry
Fall 2014
Against Whitman
I know our decision to live doesn’t come from within, that even the smallest sprout shows there really is no death. Erosion leads us onward, the cliffs that break us […]
Poetry
Fall 2014
The Same World
Last night I watched the drag queen’s hip-pad drift down her leg and distort the full moon of her figure. By morning you won’t remember how I hummed her song […]
Poetry
Fall 2014
Golgotha
There’s a home in every part of the world. A man Told a man this inside a tent that hid them From everyone else. At the feet they become a […]