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...