Issue #67 February 2017

  • Anna Świrszczyńska: Building The Barricade

    The narratives of horror and depravity that emerged from World War II remain impossible to tally, defying hyperbole even seven…

    Issue #67 February 2017
  • Editor’s Note

    February: yes, readers, the shortest month, and in acknowledgment of or rather aligning with such I want to offer today…

    Issue #67 February 2017
  • Closed Eye Vision of Independence Day

    Dazzled drunks are bent over with laughter,
  • Some Answers

    No, I will not change.
  • YAWP

    I long to move closer
  • Cento for the Turn of the Year

    Assume nothing. Take a position:
  • PHAROAH

    Whenever we were out on the dance floor, I always looked at your face, while you looked downward, inward, at
  • SEND A SEARCH PARTY | FIRST SNOWFALL | A FINAL WALK WITH MY NEPHEW

    My joints are full of dewy lights
  • My Love

    Place your hand, my love, against my heart
  • New Year’s Day Truce, 1999

    He looked old and tired
  • David Lehman: On Stevens, Windows, and Poems in the Manner Of

    Photo Credit: Stacey Harwood   NM:  David thanks so much for agreeing to chat with us on the eve of…

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  • Michael Anania: When Buffalo Became Buffalo

    When Buffalo Became Buffalo   There are several issues embedded in my title, I suppose, not only when Buffalo, the…

    Issue #67 February 2017
  • The gap between

    the platform &
  • A Love Letter from Larkin | Chemotherapy

    Dearest, while waiting for my cheese to melt
  • The Madness of Crowds

    Long thought wrongly to be Turkish for turban
  • Life Pig

    The hams the hocks the oddly delicate