Dry
After Jan Beatty
By Fatimah Asghar
its three hours after you said you would call & I am stranded in a pizza shop waiting like the home wrecker I am, trying to remember what color train … Continue reading→
By Lauren Gordon
I spend seventy five percent of my day saying “no.”
No, you cannot touch the stove. No, please do not touch the Christmas ornaments. No, it’s not time to eat yet. No, don’t touch the knife. And … Continue reading→
By Victor D. Infante
Lately, I’ve been thinking about Anne Sexton. Particularly, I’ve been thinking about her quote, “Suicide is, after all, the opposite of a poem.” The quote came to mind earlier this year, when Radius published its Continue reading→
By Robert Wynne
The Frame is non-rhyming 10-line poem, with 10 syllables per line, and which addresses only things that physically surround the inspiration for the poem – which should be referenced in the title (but can also remain a … Continue reading→
By Hanif Abdurraqib
I. A lesson in Cardio
It was first my father who told me not to run through the green, perfectly manicured neighborhood that reluctantly coiled itself around our grime ridden ghetto utopia the way a tiger may … Continue reading→