our boards echo under sodium streetlight…
Browsing Category Poetry
After Hurricane Irma by Kristin Laurel
~ Estero Recreation Center, September 2017* DAY ONE or THIS SUCKS “We’re just waiting for the water to recede.” In the gym, over four-hundred olive green cots, white blankets stamped with red crosses. A…
On Crescents & Transition & Waning by Kayleb Rae Candrilli
In the moments just before anesthesia took me to the bottom of the ocean (and then back), I looked down my hospital gown and admired, for the last time, the fullness of this original body….
Deep Time by Bryan D. Price
Some of its most avowed practitioners have turned away from science, its boundaries, its manipulative procedures. They are pacifists now living in the desert where, according to a comforting formulation, rigid timelessness heralds a claim…
What Is It That Lasts? by Paul Freidinger
A sliver of ice connects us and evaporates, / fades, becomes forgotten, / erased, / until one day no one will believe / the world was covered by frozen / mountain ranges