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...

When Langston Hughes Livedat 1749 S Street, NW, Washington, D.C. 1 Living with your motherand younger brother couldn’thave been easy. In two rooms,with one oil heateryou...

Flirting with February Heavy beaked birdin the denuded trees. He flashed his frilly pantaloonsand if this were a barI might have lowered my lids to him,licked...

Blind Spots I remember as a child onceSeeing a mapA replica of an old and ancient map. On the edges of the map were written the...