Girl who rises from the ash heap of Domremy, girl brown
as your father’s cattle, you are cinder-smirched, embered
until even your eyes burn black. Like most heroines in these stories
you have two sisters, and a destiny. Your sisters, Catherine
and Margaret, who we … view
Richard King Perkins II
A newfound anti-algorithm will either bring us together
or prevent us from ever meeting.
We are muted orange and neither of us
is to be believed; burdened by deniers that our mutual vision
somehow extends across solder shades and antimony countryside.
My mouth … view
The fire ants were the first to know.
Grain by grain
they stacked their hills
five feet high.
Deep reds and brown.
Towering over my head.
But no one seemed to notice them.
We packed our belongings,
And moved them to … view
“Thomas,” said Richie. “It’s a good sound. I like it: it suits you. What do you think, Olivia?”
“I think it’s wonderful.” Thomas could see her breasts swaying under the purple velvet robe. Maybe that was it. “And your new look absolutely suits you. It’s like, a … view
Hester L. Furey
At the train station a small sting on the face
only a month back would have sent her
into panic, guilt, and shame.
Today she rubs it and forgets.
The sensation is the same.
No narrative freight now,
Althea Natalga Sumpter
Two of my brothers and I like to sit among our friends and tell stories of growing up in the country, on an island surrounded by marshland off the coast of South Carolina. The ’50s and ’60s have their own place in history, but not all my … view
“Blessed are Those Who Mourn, for They Will be Comforted.” Matthew 5:12
He has to choose. I sit cross-legged and motionless praying in the corner of my son’s hospital room, my breast milk rejected because his 5-week old body hasn’t the energy to stay alive and to suckle … view
If Danielle Hanson’s Ambushing Water (Brick Road Press, 2017), a collection of 50 short poems and a finalist for the Brick Road Poetry Prize in 2015, may be said to have a theme, it is one of reversal. Rather than nature’s astounding the speaker, it is she who takes nature … view
America’s perpetual war on its young men reached one of its peaks in the mid-1960s. The horror of Godless Communism led to the Vietnam draft; for fortunate sons who could elude it, America’s fears of miscegenation (rock’n’roll), euphoria (dope), and queerness (long hair) provided another set of threats … view