come to the edge, the edge (a poem to dad) i have followed myself to a hotel balcony in switzerland and i still can’t decide whether to take on that new editing project. and i can’t figure out how to think about memory. do you think we were the wood […]
In Divers Fashion | Jessica Laser
I sat in a hot tub late one wedding And weathered falling branches Like a thing that could transcend me But that I could still carry If I had to go. The tub was Like an endless conversation about authenticity No more than two feet deep. And you thought you […]
The Tower | Adam Scott Mazer
The Psychedelic Tragedy of the Donner Party CHAPTER III Winter The Five of Coins (Gale-force winds blow, swallowing sound and blasting snow across rock. Everything is an endless field of white.) (From the whiteness emerge a few dark shapes. They yell at each other.) Stanton: I CAN’T […]
Three Collages
James Scales lives and works in New York City’s oldest house. His visual art has appeared in The Birds We Piled Loosely and Sinker Cypress Review. His poetry has appeared in Sinker Cypress Review, Go Places, and Cadenza Magazine, and is forthcoming in Yes Poetry. He […]
Review: Skeleton Coast by Elizabeth Arnold
Skeleton Coast (Flood Editions) opens with an epigraph from George Herbert’s 17th century poem, “The Temper (I).” Herbert’s poem recounts his soul’s ecstasy and anguish, begging of God, “rack me not to such a vast extent,” but, in the stanza Elizabeth Arnold quotes, Herbert submits to God’s torture: “Stretch or […]
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