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Post Structuralism
But the first idea was not to shape the clouds
Christopher Buckley
Post-
Clenching, unclenching her thin white fingers,
Annie Kim
POSTCARD
always the dark body hewn asunder; always
Brionne Janae
POSTCARD WITH A CITY’S AERIAL VIEW AT NIGHT
To think that each lit window there
Laure-Anne Bosselaar
Posthumous Cabin
And got away to it, and left the work to others
William Olsen
POSTSCRIPT
You’re wasting time. Your lilac needs pruning. By the shed,
Teresa Cader
Potato | The Surface
I do not want to finish my potato,
Martha Rhodes
Pour Ainsi Dire
Drinking. What is boozing? If not a liquid manner of corresponding, thanks to wine,
Georges Perros
Powder
Yesterday I opened your pill box, and there
Mark Irwin
Practicing Eights
After I almost died, it was hard
Martha Collins
Practicing Quiet & The Last Sleep Artist
What do you mean, you ate Melvin?
Nin Andrews
Prayer Written on a Wide Veranda on a Comfortable Couch in Sewanee, TN
If prayer requires an audience that is divine
Rebecca Aronson
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