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A Poem by Alan Abrams

To a Lover, Foolishly Abandoned Years Ago, For Her Birthday in Early April What I wish for you: sunrise, with just the right number of...

Easter Eve in Philadelphia 1963: For My Sisters by Bernardine (Dine) Watson

On the nightbefore the resurrection,four little girlsare seated aroundthe dining room tablea rainbow of chocolatesand twice as sweet. Sisters, they gather to performa family sacrament--turning...

The Rusalka’s Dance by Elizabeth Stevens

I watch him from my waters, wondering at what his thoughts may be. He cuts at reeds along my riverbanks, his sickle an arc of whistling air,...

A Poem by Michele Keane-Moore

To My Entangled Quark Shall we sit a moment To sip our jasmine tea and enjoy Being in the same room At the same table with its flowered tablecloth? Sun...

a short party for strangers on the Serengeti by Timothy Hudenburg

bore more bone marrow lessons now here plant neither nor animal either or lessons here now nowhere amongst omnivores creatures just beginning to assert their dominance T. M. Hudenburg is glad this...

Interstate-10 by Craig E. Flaherty

prelude: a small fire along the banks started withthe crumpled pages from the great americanpoetry 19th century anthologyesquire magazine coversplacemats from memorable restaurantsdiploma certificate...

Orpheus by Marc Gull

Orpheus It befalls a man to journey down into a macabre land without warmth of sun.carrying doubt but blinded by youthful passion.The shores of the...

Banks America by T. M. Hudenburg

Banks America it’s raining, it’s pouringold-monied bankers are snoringdreaming wetly on a Sunday morning whether to still those robo-pensthat keep scribbling and scribblingsignature after signature accepting...

Blue Friday or the Bluest Blue by Susan Scheid

I got the Blues so bad my eyes are invisible I got the Blues so bad people think I’m a river I got the Blues so bad I have...

Three Poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

Thrownness A choice? Not one of those.And now Martin with his thrownness.I am a javelin with dangling heredity legs.Booster cables for the heart's long winter.Salamander-crawled...

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Three Poems by Reginald Harris

Untitled: On the Bus (A) Black men (man) glance (s)at each other (me)then quickly look (s) away.A quick check (-ing out),a look to size (each...

Éramos varias mujeres/We were several women by Guadalupe Ángela translated into English by Yael Kiken

The following poem was translated from Zarpamos, a selection ofpoems by the Oaxacan poet Guadalupe Ángela, translated from Spanishinto English by Yael Kiken. This...

Three Poems by Brittany Morgan

Ode to Mama’s Mac and Cheese A recipe passed downfrom her Mamawhen she was twenty-fourand hungry. Some kind of tomatoes,whatever noodles you can find,and any cheese...
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