Letters From the November 29/December 6, 2021, Issue Letters From the November 29/December 6, 2021, Issue
Get Carter… A stream called Drowning Creek…
Nov 16, 2021 / Kai Bird and Our Readers
25 scenes in which the circumstances did not apply 25 scenes in which the circumstances did not apply
N 1. in the light of a lamppost, a black fence in the background, wearing a long, fabulously well-cut black coat, feet in leather boots, 6’4” over me, he is a pylon in his eyes all…
Nov 11, 2021 / Poems / Radna Fabias
The Request of the Doe The Request of the Doe
The old doe wanted to be witnessed in pain for eternity. Cut and bandaged and then cut up again. Fine, they said. We’ll see how you fare. They took her into the sterile room and co…
Nov 9, 2021 / Poems / Bianca Stone
John Keats’s Politics of Pain and Renewal John Keats’s Politics of Pain and Renewal
Anahid Nersessian offers a radical and unforgettable reading of the British writer’s odes—one that upends our sense of his poetic project.
Oct 21, 2021 / Books & the Arts / David B. Hobbs
I Just Chose My Place and Let the Circle Form Around Me I Just Chose My Place and Let the Circle Form Around Me
N behold the Lord a neutron star had been “missing” for 32 years visible light faded gradually over 500 days, then astrophysicists announced they had seen a hot,…
Oct 19, 2021 / Poems / Oliver Baez Bendorf
The Changing Hymn (Allegory of the Singing Lover) The Changing Hymn (Allegory of the Singing Lover)
For Mary Rose During the Trouble Years my love sang the same song every day but every day she’d change—slightly—the words One day she sang a song for sweepers and the next day the…
Oct 14, 2021 / Poems / Patrick Rosal
Parable of the Magpie and the Mirror Parable of the Magpie and the Mirror
A certain scientist had a cage, and took a magpie, and put the magpie in the cage. And the magpie’s head and neck were black, and black were its beak and eyes, but the breast and b…
Oct 12, 2021 / Poems / Monica Youn
The Holiness of Degradation The Holiness of Degradation
with a title and a line from Leslie Jamison Anne says, what if you are not sick or bad, what if you are Katie? I know I have to fuck the stories that are fucking me. I think about…
Sep 30, 2021 / Poems / Katie Schmid
SUPER-HUMAN SUPER-HUMAN
Hell, I know my superpower! I stare back at the solo sun & think, I could take you down, right to the cool core if my mother asked it of me, or if I thought my father would wri…