Poetry

In Luke's poems, the words  move across the page creating a visual, visceral parallel to the syntactical rhythm of the text. The eye moves...

Gizmo Girl’s Touristy Snapshot Two senoras, thirty-somethings, sisters or girlfriends on Sunday’s day off, working girls, maybe office staff, off-duty hip to hip on a white tile banc beneath...

Translated from Spanish by : Billy B. Thompson 1. Switchblades on the Table Let’s put two switchblades on the table. Look at them and don’t let their...

1. Advent let’s ask ourselves what is possible— orange berries clinging to the thorns the moon wanes but like love replenishes if only a sliver remains cattle in the dark field angels on the...

How To Approach a Tree As if it were the sole being in a sea of hot sand, its furrowed bark an open gate to the pure land you...

Poem: Riyaz Qurana Translated from Tamil by: Rajesh Subramanian The drop that was sucked this afternoon was the last one. The sea went dry. From the moment the...