Poem of the Day: Diane Seuss

  IT BLOWS YOU HOLLOW   It takes your bones to bed, tongues out the marrow. Says it will meet you halfway, a hotel deep in Oklahoma where you’ll get adjoining rooms and have a couple of nervous breakdowns. It’s a no-show, waylaid. It orders the...

Jericho Brown: A Poem

  Like hail from a blind sky, the body falls. He drinks wine from broken shot glasses and wears a goatee. This is his appearance to some. For others, he continues on his way in bare feet and white robes. In either world, he takes his time. Whether or not his...

Reading Marni Ludwig

  AFTER THE GIRL   After the girl with the handful of mice and a tiny silver guillotine leaves, we lie down in the dark. You tell me last night you dreamed you wore a beard. The night before you drowned but did not sleep. On the screen behind us citizens of...