We could talk about teeth
in a dimly lit room.
Poetry 88
Nicole Callihan: Carnival
A thousand years before I started
worrying about how to cook the chicken,
I’d wander around the big state fair
Zoë White: Insomnia
In the garden today while the kids watched turtles R. said that the brood of cicadas that’s been sleeping underground drinking root juice for seventeen years will come out soon. Instead of sleeping I am thinking this: the year they were eggs I lived in three places. 1) Southern Ohio, at the edge of a […]
Zoë White: Work
I didn’t see mountains until I was eighteen
and then I thought, oh good. That’s what
it looks like: the shattered edge
Janine Joseph: Shift
I made my way around the front
to clock in, washed my hands,
dried them, and tied my apron strings.
Ariana Nadia Nash: Recurrence
Tonight, I leap from my balcony