Lauren Ireland: Two Poem Rituals

Ritual for Becoming Unborn Become a secret that turns itself inside out become the remotest part of yourself become … More

“Samples from a Wichita Mountains Ontology,” a hybrid haunting by Seth Copeland

One summer a man fell while rappelling in the Narrows//We could hear him moan up on a cliff/his … More

CW: sexual assault

volta OR these snapdragon flower seed pods look like little skulls because it’s all imagination & horror baby can … More

our next nominee should remember ne-VAD-da always moisturize hand sanitizer is your friend and clorox, for when you get to … More

The man who smells of lemons dresses in brown and red. He stands, still as a bleeding tree, in a … More

Identity Vortex [ “Can Rivers Be People Too? : Inside the Radical Movement to Gain Rights for Ecosystems—and Save the … More

In Muir Woods there are redwood trees that are completely white, lacking all chlorophyll. They’re called ghost trees, and … More

The Disappeared The airliner is not at the bottom of the ocean. Nor is it blown to bits over … More

If Forced to Join Maleatra Montanez know that he will say your legs burst wide like syrup poured his throat … More

an essay about funerals I want to set a car on fire, set guns on fire, set love on … More

someday things will be the worst they’ve ever been nothing will be all right essentially everything will suck the most … More