Fiction, Reviews & Interviews

The Surrealist and Bodily Nature of Grief: Reading Kristin Bair O’Keeffe’s The Art of Floating

  Even when you read regularly, it takes time to find something truly great; but every once in a while, there will be a book, a poem, a story, that truly turns you on your heel, holds you in place, and keeps you loving, recommending and discussing that piece for months. Though first described to… Read More The Surrealist and Bodily Nature of Grief: Reading Kristin Bair O’Keeffe’s The Art of Floating

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Blogging & Poems, My Poems

Ekphrasis

  1.   Create for me a river made of stone so that I may look nothing like you.   2.   One thousand moons. Rutabagas at slumber. Soft birds. Each of these have something in common: They look nothing like you.   3.   A girl runs through an orchard like a fish, all… Read More Ekphrasis

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Hypochondriac

  You and your wings have left me paralyzed—the ‘skeltered wings      hanging like crows’ nests, indefinitely, fusing together like salt and ice. And she said: Please, do not call me darling anymore. The sky still carried some of the incense left over from a lunar rain, craters full of something other— something that… Read More Hypochondriac

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Psychology & Wine

(I apologize in advance; this poem needs a lot of work.) Psychology & Wine 1. At first, when she was nervous, the girl peeled the skin from the back of her heels—nibbled her lips, crimson-blue— until they were nothing but pulled onions, the pale moons surrounded by red clouds. Lunar landscapes. Created in silence. 2.… Read More Psychology & Wine

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