From Vol. 9: “In My Dreams There’s No One in the Maternity Ward,” a poem by Tessa Livingstone

In My Dreams There’s No One in the Maternity Ward I keep having dreams they take her from mewhen I … More

“Picking,” a collaborative short story by Kim Magowan & Michelle Ross from Vol. 9

Picking I’m picking lemons from the lemon tree beside the back porch of a man I met a week ago … More

from THE SELF IS BEING THOUGHT III. presented with the frameworkof fevers, faith, moonlight and such other violencean obvious definition … More

birthday poem today there are marigoldsblooming in the street& i mean this literally.there are marigolds risingfrom the seam betweenthe curb … More

Lust Nothing is more useless than Godhe doesn’t stroke my foreheaddoesn’t stretch a moist tongueto lustfully lick the bloodfrom every … More

Theatre for Realtors An afternoon for burning, we lookin houses.A chance to makesome theatre for realtorswe say, realtorsare people too … More

Bombs in Dogs My ex Shelly and her new husband are moving out of town, a little over an hour’s … More

Hourglass, Hourglass 12:11 a.m.We lost power, just as my body was turning to stone and sinking into the wet concrete … More

Revisions For the moment he does summertime with an alexandrine mounted in air,inscribed in a space of appropriation—a hundred-foot colossus … More

Albatross Quiz Various species of albatross cana. circumnavigate the globeb. fly to the moonc. become curses and symbols of atonement … More

MATH DEATH Dustin Holland lives and works in northern Colorado where he and his brother make The Holland Boys Zine … More