P O E T R Y
After the Gulf
“The sky is the only thing // for miles, broad and pockmarked // and so clear that every one of Homer's heroes // is visible all at once.”
sophie bernik
A Prayer for Mama Who Said Watching Me Transition Would Be the Same As Burying Me
“all this work // just to mourn the living”
ronan blackwell
City Epic
“a meteor // the size of a friendship bracelet // beaded together on a wooden // floor passes by.”
charlotte lucas
In which Sea Shell City's giant man-eating clam teaches a lesson about mortality
“If you would realign // your telescope, you could see them, near 10 Hygiea,”
max pearson
peeling shrimp because my mind is a crustacean
“we will // be helpless, hanging from cocktail glasses like idiots.”
elise tao