4 Poetry Collages — Susan Yount
Click images to enlarge. *** Susan Yount is the Editor and Publisher of Arsenic Lobster; works fulltime at the Associated Press; teaches online poetry workshops at the Rooster Moans and is the… Continue reading
3 Poems — Paul Siegell
Source material: Bohemian Paris: Picasso, Modigliani, Matisse, and the Birth of Modern Art by Dan Franck (Grove Press, 2003). M__TM___RE (186) with his long to hum and one. He would finish with a… Continue reading
Arroz Caldo — Ryan Montoya
Filipino Arroz Caldo is a rice porridge dish comprised of chicken, fish sauce, garlic, and ginger, occasionally garnished with scallions. Thicker than chicken noodle soup, thinner than rice congee, its ubiquity in the… Continue reading
Two Ekphrastic Poems — Susanna Lang
Studio Visit: New Work Ann Worthing If you hold earth in your hands— a clod of dirt from where you dug in the garden—it will crumble to dust. Light scatters in the late… Continue reading
Selections from the forthcoming [fóto] grám – mah – tik: veracity — Robert Masterson
HUNTSVILLE, TX – June 23, 1989 “The condemned’s last meal consisted of, clockwise from top, chili, hash brown potatoes, coffee with nondairy creamer, ‘carne adovado,’ two eggs (over easy), and a flour ‘tortilla.’… Continue reading
2 poems — Todd McCarty
The following poems are from a manuscript titled Rock Leaf River. They focus on the photographs of Andy Goldsworthy. Water and Leaves Sometimes it’s about the floating and not being carried off. How… Continue reading
THE OPPD POWER STATION SEEN IN THE DISTANCE — Robert Klein Engler
it looks like winter out the roofs are covered over with broad sheets of snow an overcast sky is half day- light and half still night a loft of pigeons circles… Continue reading
Of Sardana — James Reitter
No surprise this beds with Byron and Baudelaire. Egotism cast from shallow vision, incapable of beautiful forms. He’s having them killed. Women lay bare, exposed, a plaster of curves, of expiration. Sinews… Continue reading
2 poems — Melissa Gordon
*** *** Melissa Gordon received her MFA from Western Connecticut State University. She is an Advisory Board member for the journal, Poor Yorick. Her poetry has been published in DMQ Review, Mom Egg… Continue reading
the making of Stick Furniture — Colleen Carias & Catherine Ferguson
the making of STICK FURNITURE from colleen carias on Vimeo. *** A Santa Fe-based poet and filmmaker, Colleen Carias’ recent poems appear in Harpur Palate, Kenning Journal, and Blast Furnace Press. Her poetry… Continue reading
Pie Slice — Nancy Jentsch
19th-century glass filters pie slice of light between undrawn curtains – Shaker lemon – served up only on winter afternoons just before sun slips from sight. Monochrome stained glass warms my wall, late… Continue reading
Antlers — Sophie Paulette Jupillat & Jose Rivera
“I’ve always wanted antlers” Now why would you say that daughter? When you’re older, you’ll think again. “I’ve always wanted antlers” you exclaim, Loping outside like a degenerate spirit. Long superb antlers… Continue reading
Featured Artist — Kari Brinck
ARTIST STATEMENT The creation of these small works on paper happens during my frequent travels. The diminutive format, 10×15 cm, lends itself well to international flights and constant moving around. The materials I… Continue reading
2 poems — Skip Fox
maybe and again within sound the soundless, without sound a darkening cacophony of need blots sky, blue thick with black of crow & the din of caws, black hinges pivoting in an air… Continue reading
The Event of Illness — Kevin Kilroy
Editor’s Note This diary was found among the notebooks of Lee Revzin, a poet. They are published without alteration. We have reason to believe Lee Revzin is a nom de plume. These pages… Continue reading
Resume of my Failures — Rebbecca Brown
Resume of my Failures Address: top floor of a brownstone containing a kitchen ceiling about to collapse, a hole in the closet leading to rotting rafters, permeated with cat urine from a… Continue reading
2 Poems — Susan Slaviero
MALICE DOMESTIC We were in love with French poison. Both of us slept, locked in glass bottles. The house had manners, hysterical dreams, yellow daisies, rheumatic fevers. We were emerald, opalescent, water &… Continue reading
Plum Sea — Michael Robins
—for L. S. Klatt Despite beginning difficultly— Ideally inside speech’s sake, one need not dwell adrift, stopping now in conversation— Across the interstate dare my directions to a lavish house Need no return,… Continue reading
Watchers — Thomas Bauerschmidt Sweeney
My childhood Eden was my grandparents’ lake house. Nestled into the heart of Bemus Bay on Chautauqua Lake, the big house and the little house as we called them, and a yard big… Continue reading