The footbridge is missing a plank. / He has frayed the regard of everybody he knows.
(poetry)
Tag: Poetry
Haranguing shots, agony, careening / blue lights stir fever in a dark bedroom.
(poetry)
Many are drawn to martins covered with feathers that seem to absorb ash, stained with orange glass shards. (poetry)
Apparently to be a poet—dogmatic on the outside / and lacking conviction within / is a hell one can leave / but doesn’t.
(poetry)
but the sea swoons / with delight in holy purity / but sand breaks the stone / that covers my face
(poetry)
Whilst searching through an unfamiliar room, / the guest against the bedstead sets abloom. / A blemished bruise that raise on his shank pain’s gloom.
(poetry)
A response to some of the fun and humor and movement of the poem. (poetry)
on its way to a hip’s ball / and socket
(poetry)
Greek amphorae sprouting branches in the toboroches / and Dante’s whole paradise embodied in a dragon fruit (poetry)
Cut right in the middle
(poetry)
dark people mark a place as dangerous or destitute, the word / jawn marks a place people gloss over on their way to DC
(poetry)
Keep it secret, keep it safe:
(poetry)
And not one protection / has come to them / nothing sound
(poetry)
Did I know them? No.
(nonfiction)
Easier to say, there / are too many poets and there aren’t enough rebels.
(poetry)
For what do I need / this beautiful key? (poetry)
“If I had been chewing gum, I would’ve swallowed it right there,” Jefferson Navicky writes upon reading Maureen Seaton.
(review)
“The poem lingered in my mind for weeks not because of its timeliness, but because of its unsettling brilliance,” writes Jefferson Navicky.
(review)
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