October 9, 2024
On the Last Day of the Year
Alone, I climbed that mountain I could see out my window.I’d lived here a long time but I did it as soon as I caught the thought to. This is […]
October 9, 2024
hyperpastoral, or edging
A goat traverses the face of the mountain as one body inches its way across another. White fur pressed to a sheer wall, two fingers pinching a nipple. How can […]
October 9, 2024
The Boys
Talk fish. When you ask if you can borrow a rod and they think you say ride,there’s only one answer. No—you can ride along, sit at the lake’s edge and […]
October 9, 2024
After Colt Breaking
There’s a scrim of wing dust over everything—moths on the windowsills, fat-bellied bodiesbelly-up on the floor. There’s a keg in the kitchen, boys fisting beer. By day they take the […]
October 8, 2024
River Dam of Confession
I grew up in a tree hollow. If a tree hollow is a kind of metaphor (it is), I want to knead it into flesh, like the soft-sweet of my […]
October 8, 2024
Solstice
lime-green sun banks a pocket - - stars like white bites - - incisors in black sashsky - - crisped tannin hooksa collar of ice - - long meteorwhips - […]
October 8, 2024
Solstice
blackberry wand - - rugosavine - - ground graphite pressedto sheen - - lotus opens her eye - -blackbird births a feather- - Hangul filaments lane andblade - - the […]
October 8, 2024
Sijo for the Forecast
Impossible not to think symphony as the trees’ crownsdipped and swept to alarming depths in another summer galein a season of iconic extremes—too hot, too dry,too wet, fire and flood, […]
October 8, 2024
Cult Classic: The Thousand Oaks Youth Ranch in Corsicana, Texas
I buried things in my baptism: any & everything with a name, with a face I could learn to love. According to the adults, it was time to be saved […]
October 8, 2024
Through a Mobile Lens, Brooklyn, Illinois
The Kenyon Review · “Through a Mobile Lens, Brooklyn, Illinois” by Janice N. Harrington In the distance, our Emerald Cityand its Arch: “gateway to the West, national expansion, and what […]
October 8, 2024
Lyme Disease
The Kenyon Review · “Lyme Disease” by Leah Naomi Green In the dream in which the yard is flooded again, and the tsunamiis about to overwhelm the house, your husband […]
October 8, 2024
New Year’s Day, Alone
What, loneliness? Well, the checkerboard butterflies I like the most are mostly dead. The sun, I’ve seen it rise for a month straightfrom the wrong coast, and the light at […]