National Poetry Month: PLASTICIZER 3 (LAND ROVER RANGE ROVER) (from Beijing Plasticizer) by Joyelle McSweeney
Plasticizer 3 (Land Rover Range Rover) (from Beijing Plasticizer) by Joyelle McSweeney For trampling the thicket of thick chiclets clotted cream a dulcet emulsifier a tranquilizer moon the Emperor Penguin is dithering over which shoe to spoon place a goat...
National Poetry Month: I WANTED TO SAY WHERE I WAS NOT by Meghan M. Lee
I wanted to say where I was not: a blackened nut, a crowded wood, the shored boat twisted green with weeds by Meghan M. Lee They made for themselves a house in pen&ink. What you can see. Red stocking feet cocked askance under the table. The dog leaned with...
National Poetry Month: ALL HOOVES AND TEETH by Jade Benoit
All Hooves and Teeth by Jade Benoit My body is no way to behave. Last night, I fell asleep in my horse fur again and I’m sorry. I know my habits are getting out of hand but the animal sieved through me so deep I even wore my fur out in the rain and shed...
National Poetry Month: THE DEAD GIRLS SPEAK IN UNISON by Danielle Pafunda
The Dead Girls Speak in Unison by Danielle Pafunda THE DEAD GIRLS SPEAK IN UNISON Where’s our deady daddy? Where’s our dear dead dada man? We’re all dolled up. We’re curls and pearls and ruffled pants. We’ve tacked our skin back ontobones, and hissing roaches...
National Poetry Month: 568 by Kate Greenstreet
568 by Kate Greenstreet Light by six. Like everyone, she’s simple. I understand her crazy trust. But how can these tricks work? Parks at night are always dangerous. And our will. Free will. She cuts herself. I never got close to...
Alabama Book Festival: April 19 in Montgomery!
Black Warrior Review and NANO Fiction are happy to be a part of this year's Alabama Book Festival! The festival will be in historic downtown Montgomery at Old Alabama Town on Saturday, April 19, 2014, with approximately 50 authors and more than 40 vendors and...
National Poetry Month: NEW ROMANTICS by Farid Matuk
New Romantics by Farid Matuk Carry carrier the disease is not a bad thing is forever new romantics sing precise of them women inside me cherry wine Faye had butt kids dance close without touching fall into your comfort, grain dance quinoa purple pink...
National Poetry Month: TEA WITH MS. QUAN by Dan George
Tea with Ms. Quan by Dan George soft edges ripening in the sun of an empty bag * I’ve been thirsting for the future textures this pumpkin decomposing articulates our atmosphere Let’s manifest a line the mind finds charming sexual...
National Poetry Month: TWO, THREE by Dawn Pendergast
Two, Three (from The Even) by Dawn Pendergast You press your face to the window. You turn into string. Hours move like fish in the room & I watch the pigs do simple things outside your hair & fingers laced like straw touches of mud on your...
National Poetry Month: I AM AFRAID AT TIMES OF THE STORIES I TELL by Sasha Fletcher
i am afraid at times of the stories i tell by Sasha Fletcher In my free time I build altars. Recently I built you one inside my locker. It consists of you inside my locker. Outside I have arranged some candles and a bag of takeout. It would mean a lot to me if...