Three Micro-Poems by David Tomaloff

In Defense of Clouds the absence of caterpillar time— / weighted under a weightless sky, / the ibis eyeing a … More

“Field Journal,” a poem-hybrid by Phil Spotswood

the last scientist does not know where the others have gone. he searches the corners of the stone hearth for … More

—after Blake Butler The cake reminded me of the twins’ wet sludge food. I could never shovel it well … More

The Uninvited It was the scene outside that would be of great consequence, yet they crowded around the uninvited guest, … More

There’s a Man with a Hemingway Inside His chair is shrinking beneath him on the coffee shop patio. I should … More

1. Frankie switched her phone to silent and threw it on top of the travel duffel her father had given … More

It’s Good to Be Ashurnaspiral II The dunes part. Enter oasis. I emerge from the desert on my immaculate Bactrian, … More

The Unknowable A small German boy splashes in puddles of radioactive measured calmness. The puddles are not, in fact, radioactive … More

There She Is A woman in a pantsuit arrives first. She opens the lockbox and takes the key. She steps … More

Glacier —for Danny Rosen and Jack Mueller We are the sea and we rise with the break off slide-in of … More

For Weeks I Have Been Waiting for Something Pleasant to Write About But to no avail, so I clipped some … More

All the Things Your Head Can Be your head is a pew, you drape its curve. your empty palm, pass … More