BOOK REVIEW by BILL CHRISTOPHERSEN Dick Lourie, blues saxophone player and poet, has been to the Crossroads.
BOOK REVIEW by CHRISTOPHER SHIPMAN Rick Lott has given us a collection of poems that doesn’t need to venture away from the priority of the image to show us what poetry does best, that poetry by nature is an experiment with the self in relation to the world.
BOOK REVIEW by JENNIFER TAMAYO The best way to read An Easy Place / To Die is while walking. Vincent Cellucci’s first collection of poems is a marathon of scattered words, bits, specks of sounds, and people experiencing a somewhat communal catastrophe.
POEM by DANIELLE PAFUNDA Don’t ask us what it’s like / in that moment when the body / skitters away / from that stupid / sheepy shape of breath.
POEM by DANIELLE PAFUNDA We used to do it, too. / Put a finger on the planchet / and hope for something even sluttier / to reveal its shuddering self
POEM by DANIELLE PAFUNDA Fold yourself over, / Paul Bunyan. / Put this stick / in your stick slot / you beanpoled crater face.
POEM by DANIELLE PAFUNDA At the crude nest of the mouth / eggs have been / eggs have red run
POEM by RACHEL B. GLASER when they scatter, it is disapproving / they dance on hardwood / they rest on carpet
POEM by RACHEL B. GLASER + SETH LANDMAN I was doing this messed up thing / It was the way I was way back / in my old emails
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