Category Archives: Poetry
Self Portrait as Incense During Worship
by Jenn Ngeth You take a light; that blistering flame to the tip of my head–– the start to my demise. The countless ashes of my kin succumb to your prayers; sacrificed for the absence of holy statues–– mythology … Continue reading
The Fire of Learning
after Ilya Kaminsky, Author’s Prayer By Mason Hap To understand their words, you need to forget the blazing beat of your chest. The self-taught rhythm, a single ember keeping the flame alive. Life of language, with smoke that … Continue reading
For Kiara and Karly – The Angels Over Ballyhoo
by Rosie Pound They call you “The Angels over Ballyhoo” But I do not see angels, or ghosts. I see your toothy smilesin the rocks on the mountainside. I hear your laughter in the wind. Your spirits still felt in … Continue reading
The Shape of Fruit
by Zareen Gesmundo On days where all is hopeless, my mother greets me with a luxurious bowl of fruit. Its colors as vibrant as the summer. Each piece skinned and peeled to perfection. Different varieties, cut into geometric pieces. Almost … Continue reading
War Memory Lane
by William Kuch I was once in the middleof nowhere in anotherworld. I am trying to avoidremembering it,but it is inevitable. Experiences are printed inmy head even though theyseem invisible. ClearlyI am still seeing them inmy sleep as I dream … Continue reading
violets for violence
by Sarah Sutherland-Field I am still burning.Each breath sets fire to my house of violet flowers. All I’ve ever known is quiet kept tears.Thoughts I can only try to slap, scratch, peel away from tearing skin.A picture burned into my … Continue reading
Plush
by Chelsea Lowery after Kim Addonizio I want a collection of lipsticks. One in every single shade. Colors that wrap around my lips- and decorate the words they speak. I want to be able to pick … Continue reading
No blank canvas
by Lazarus TR Lavandre Out of the mug’s cracked ceramic lip soft steam billowed through stale air hissing that this promise just given, that you hope to be kept, is forgotten, forfeit among their stressful schedules and slipping thoughts. Again. … Continue reading
Soles
by Joel Hernandez The fact was obvious when I laid eyes on you. I wanted your sense of fashion on my feet, I could already hear your glistening gum bottoms making music with the gravel, I could already … Continue reading
Invisible Thief
By Abigail Marshall after Kelli Russell Agodon, Love Waltz with Fireworks A few months ago, I was sitting in a cafe with my friend, enjoying a latte and talking about what the future would hold I was … Continue reading