Initial reports claim a white scar streaking the desert sky, sonic boom and wind, broken glass in Vegas over 300 miles away, a shockwave so sudden gamblers drop their drinks and remorseful addicts repent on Flamingo Ave. Star- watcher websites crash from the volume of
in the interests of overthrowing monopolised assets like male, God & I this poem would like to begin at the end there is no guarantee that the beginning will be there when you finish so if you can entrain odd sympathy and stop the clock
“There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know any of them.” -Sylvia Plath In Kootenay County, B.C. at the Halcyon Hot Springs, we pillage our backpacks in search of swimsuits and towels. Our blanched Alaskan skin
my cousin’s neck is craned into the shape of a decade his open mouth spread wide enough for his laughter to spill out & stretch its fingers into the fog of summer he is choking on the same story of me & my skin that
there was a painter who would paint on a large canvas. and then when the painting was finished the painter would paint over it in grey, and in white and in white, layer after layer in white, and every painting was a storm, a story
In my sleep, my throat was cut again, in that sleep my skin was whiter than our walls, when in waking it is more red, a constant blush of shame. When I woke it was to my daughter’s cries. She has words now. Spaced throughout
It is hard for me to remember that we are on the same side. A girl brought up to understand love as a negotiation between have and want, a woman molded as an empire fighting to keep itself from decline, learns that even sneaking a
Anna Sandy received her BA in English from the University of Memphis. She then relocated to Atlanta, GA, where she is now a third-year MFA candidate at Georgia State University. She currently teaches English
Richard Robbins was raised in California and Montana but has lived continuously in Minnesota since 1984. His Body Turn to Rain: New and Selected Poems is due in 2017. He currently directs the creative writing
Laurie Posner recently returned to the San Francisco Bay Area from San Antonio, Texas. She works in the field of educational and environmental equity and inclusion. Posner holds a MPA from the