Most Read Pieces
I doomed a wasp, / closed her up / in between two / window panes. / She is trapped / but doesn’t know it. / No one noticed / my mother’s…
A Family of Birds
“The creative adult is the child who survived.” Ursula LeGuin / / Heaven isn’t lighter fluid or an antique cup overflowing // full of sulpher…
Shadab Z. Hashmi
The tongue in the Dictionary // does all the defining / (It will never / be tried / at the Hague) / / is a translucence / milked from a…
Who died and made you
I’m sorry that the pencil I gave you // to write out the list of how the day had wronged you / had a lead so soft it collapsed into the page / …
Blind Lemon Something
Once I lived a whole summer / inside a lemon. Bright bitter skies / and the salt. You had to squint / to make sense of it. Laundry / on the line…
Currywood. Running. Noon. Bright.
Around the apricots. Damascos. That’s Spanish for. / The breeze. Hissing in my. Where did my breath. / I need it back. I’m running. The water....
The Worst Winter Since 1989
For the past three days, // white wind and heavy drifts / have closed the road. / Besieged by ten below, / but there’s enough to eat / and…
You will cook a space needle. / / You will cook the longest grain of rice. / / The longest, most slender grain of rice / / it will stretch…
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