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Happy World Poetry Day 2023!

Every day is World Poetry Day! Happy World Poetry Day! And there is no world without poetry, at least…

Growth Chart A redwood’s circles won’t reveal its rise from loam to pungent, shadowy girth. Names, dates, lines score…

Woebot We are one extraordinarily confessing animal. The mere act; said bonds with unsaid. Translation rarely picks up the…

Libraries of Time I cook listening to the book, drive listening to the book, sit in waiting rooms reading…

only an instant: the time that it takes for their faces to fall apart () oh, the distance that…

1. I am a parakeet in a cave, malaise’s candle flame, An open letter to myself who is you:…

By Jefferson Navicky Dear Reader, Archive or Hole? That’s the question I was sitting with when I read Julian…

Let me begin with a quote: The American writer in the middle of the 20th century has his hands…

Night 553 Small hawk of days beneath the red sail, rusty red of blood once shed, now dried— is only…

Objects are arguments. But bodies are feuds. Sardonic allegories No longer suffice. The bodies Were corralled, divided, and Ransomed…