Self-Portrait as Auntie: A Poem by Nikki Ummel
As the moon rises, I lift him from the crib
“If prose is a house, poetry is a man on fire running quite fast through it.”
—Anne Carson
As the moon rises, I lift him from the crib
'Taking stock in mid-life at the request of Mary Oliver' and 'Lost Love Poem I'
'rallying cry from the gravel shoulder' and 'cashier at campus thai restaurant calls me [sir]'
"Why Don't We Paint The Town" and "The Standard"
At the colloquium they promise we’ll get paid if the rain comes or if it stops
no clock or calendar counts nor contains / shame.
Three poems by Katie Berta
Winners of our 22-word poetry contest include Diane Gottlieb, Angela Acosta, Fatima van Hattum, and Julia Watson.
Winner of our 2022-word poetry contest.
Common rez courtesy means the passenger opens the gate / while the driver passes through