These COVID times silently growing my nails and cuticles long. Wasn’t it just last week . . . or two weeks ago. . . God,…
Éireann LorsungÉireann Lorsung lives not far from the Atlantic Ocean, in a small apartment in a small city, where she makes pictures, books, and clothes, and…
Of nervous ardor — of arboreal delight — stemmed bounty, bouquet tumbledown — Of arrows & their Eros, a sticky web, honeyed, stirring a forest,…
Join us on Monday, May 24th at 7pm on zoom for our Labor in the Arts panel discussion and community conversation moderated by Meaghan LaSala…
sweet strawberry-pickin’ hair-braidin’freckles-on-the-tops-of-your-shoulders-kissin’women in fits of tinkling slap-your-thighs laughterbetween dandelion afternoonsand citronella dusksparadise is some sunshine and rainbowssome musical thunderstormswith gorgeous displays of heat and sweet, yetno…
We assemble diagnoses of the days that mediate our outline. Those insecure pledges were revelatory. As ordinary as rain is to the walnut tree. The…
Please join SPACE, Mechanics’ Hall, and PRINT: A Bookstore for a book launch for Gibson Fay-LeBlanc’s Deke Dangle Dive. This event will include reading and…
Original artwork by Pilar Nadal of Pickwick Independent Press. CA ConradCA Conrad has been working with the ancient technologies of poetry and ritual since 1975.…
Myronn HardyMyronn Hardy is the author of five books of poems, most recently, Radioactive Starlings, published by Princeton University Press (2017). His poems have appeared in the New…
People get close/When you catch a ghost/Everybody wants to feel/Spiritual/ Stranded / abandoned in a stand of trees/Searching for complacency/But this weathervane creeks urgency/ Selfcare…