Oscar Wilde and John Keats in a Cemetery, Spring 2019 Oscar's death had been bitter, as had the last three years of his life in France,...

Haiku for my lover Let’s talk about it: in the grand scheme of things, I don’t mind being soft. Gervanna Stephens is a Jamaican poet and...

FISH THORN TEARS Mother and I wrote letters to each other; some hurts were impossible to say out loud. I wonder what grandmother buried...

FREIGHT CARRIER Wake to rain. From lying prone heave against gravity's press. Hoist flesh up, center load on stilts. Ignore creaks...

Between the Gates These hands, these fingers, this stretch of skin. Everything is weighted. And how did I manage to walk before, with my...

Doctor told me I should take the “Proper Dose” after The Story So Far Can’t see through the smoke of the fire in my mind Filling the...

Kristin Garth is a Pushcart, Best of the Net and Rhysling nominated sonnet stalker and author of eight books of poetry including...

All Surfaces Lose Their Tension He saw her across campus on a bitter spring morning, the asphalt long between them. It was the waning...

Craving With one elbow on the table and a cheek in your hand like a half crest moon, you watch the band play. The faces next to you are...

OUROBOROS The blue bristles of her toothbrush were fading. Mayumi peered into the steam-covered mirror, baring her teeth before spitting...

Setareh Ebrahimi is an Iranian-British poet living and working in Faversham, Kent. She completed her Bachelor’s in English Literature...

after 680 South friends were number one until no one showed and i sat in my party hat all alone like my parents because the band was...

A Parable of Wanderlust Please know it was never about you, Mom. Roads have always crooked their fingers. Tell Dad rent was paid timely,...

les fleurs de la vie Juliette Sebock is the author of Mistakes Were Made and has work in publications including Royal Rose Mag and...

These questions are in direct response to Garth's recent publication, Puritan U. This is a continuation of her previous interview in an...

LIN 16: the study of interpersonal language we are curled up in bed, your toes jostling for a spot against mine. your arm is a...

phone call, february evening you might as well have asked why birds of a feather flock together. tethering themselves to each other,...

Nashira is an Afro-Pinay/Polynesian artist & activist from Cebu. She uses art as a weapon to champion for the rise & recognition of women...

Retrograde Renaissance In the years that I've been alive, springtime has been eclipsed by Pluto in retrograde. I didn't learn this until...

Cliches Star crossed lovers is just so cliche. you sighed one day it bothered you the way they looked at us you were the sun and I was...