hymn for the world senzeni na when the peaceful sun is cloaked & assaulted by the grey clouds of war women & children’s intestines are blasted in...

Bot Considers WorryBring out number weight & measurein a year of dearth.—William Blake I owe you some sort of apology.It was not my intention to...

Made Everyday came a new mold she didn’tfit as a girl What could she change to make mistakes never stain? Here was she wrapped in a box...

What Should Be Depression is not always darkness.Sometimes it’s padded-room whitenessthe brightness of claustrophobic conversationsindivisibly linked, infinite shards and chips,an overwhelming push toward cleavers of...

Sunrise Each morning begins before night ends.The dog’s nose nudges her insistent hurryhurry! I can not wait! So in the dark, slow with sleep and still...

Escape Velocity Whenever clouds enshroudOrion’s hourglass of starsand the moon stays concealed,I feel a sadness, as if left alone. Yet how many times have I seen,in...

Dandelion on the Lawn little roar against shorn green. Blemishes—to pry outby their stems, bouquets of bright defiance. No, my father taught me, you wedgethe trowel down,...

War is the Best Con Ever Designed War is the best con ever designeddrafted by the only shyster we can’t bribe,a contract Death drafted that...

In this special edition of The Mid-Atlantic Review, we celebrate the publication of Brandon Douglas' new book, Dipped in Cerulean. Brandon is the 2023...

Oldest Living Things Spring again, dizzy with babies.Grisly groundhogs crawl from the shed.Frenzied Chipmunks traverse the drive.Cardinals dip and swirl over the doehiding in the...