June 16, 2025
Lightbulb
The Kenyon Review · “Lightbulb” by Nicole Callihan The glass which is screwed into the socket in the ceiling casts a shadow of the thing which stands between the source […]
June 16, 2025
Tunis Village, Fayoum
The Kenyon Review · “Tunis Village, Fayoum” by Sara Elkamel February 20241.Our mothers always said angelswill not enter a house with picturesor sculptures of living things. Still, every timeI come […]
June 16, 2025
Japan Korea
Our linoleum floor speckled with national flowers.The leaky carbon monoxide the night thief woke us to.Horsing with the wrong home, said Grandma, pushing him gruel.I haven’t eaten in several days.Imperial […]
June 16, 2025
Sapphic Loop
The Kenyon Review · “Sapphic Loop” by Sophia Dahlin Don’t you feel how much give is in mewhen I reach for your name in my phone I hold downeverything else […]
June 16, 2025
I’m allergic to chicken legs
The Kenyon Review · ”I’m Allergic to Chicken Legs” by Winniebell Xinyu Zong Ma insists, tearing a strip of muscle off the roast hen’s neck. I pick back the plump […]
June 16, 2025
Juniper
Scratches from the wind chime by the front doora blocked tear duct & stairwell chatter.From somewhere the recollection of juniper. Will youlove me even if I lose my memory?Across the […]
June 16, 2025
News
From my balcony I can seeFrau Suter’s stooped backamong the dahlias she wearsthe dark blue cardigan and herapron. All summer longher daughters took turnshelping in the garden mowing the lawnand […]
June 16, 2025
Neighbors
The Kenyon Review · “Neighbors” by Jake Phillips You may not be enraged at the world like me,but you are just as nervous. I think we’re gladto see each other […]
June 16, 2025
We stare silent at the dead deer
The Kenyon Review · “We stare silent at the dead deer” by Jake Phillips Their carcasses hang, fresh. From herewe can only smell November, wettedspill of leaves & the still-thick […]
June 16, 2025
& the rest
The Kenyon Review · “& the rest” by Jake Phillips One day she will die in my backyard& her spotless babies will abandonher body just there at the edgeby the […]
June 16, 2025
Doppelgänger Poem
I have this instinct that one of these days,walking down a darkened street, gazing in thewindows, collecting other people’s scraps,I’ll see myself:standing by some unknown stove, bent oversomeone else’s tulips […]
June 16, 2025
Expiration / Divination
You’ll find me in the pantry, holding up to the light all manner of small jars squinting at the fine print. My mother says Best before is a suggestion like […]