Poetry
- The day dawns on and undoes us The wet sand and sweat that mortared / our hands since dusk scorched / and mouldered to dust. Still / / ...
- Gimli/Kanada / Icelander, 6 ½ fet, 250 lbs / (höfuðið samsvarandi / tjúguskegg (rauðlitt) / undan fornmanninum / ESK / ...
- Blue Spruce It stands up / for wildness / in the face of the civil / lies told by the humming wires / overhead in the ...
- Wreckage When Grimsvötn’s eruption wiped / out a steel bridge, floodwater bending / the massive beams like origami, / ...
- Yes, ‘I’m Happy’ I went looking for someplace to hide / the ocean. Selfish girl. / Trying to shut my eyes in a wave. / Line ...
- Made in Bangladesh How to suck blood from this blood-sucked / image? A garment worker’s needle is suturing / the scene: she sews a ...
- Help Wanted Something is leaking / under the sink, unlocated / but gradually turning / the cardboard box / full of ...
- Half I am all that is wrong with the Old World, / and half of what troubles the New. / / I have not seen Spain or ...
- Contest winner This Came First Behind the kitchen table, April / evening struggles through stippled / glass—corn flung from cobs chewed / ...
- Contest winner Portrait of Lady with Cephalopod Is the girl in the daguerreotype / really staring down the unroofed eye / of the black box in the honeycombed ...
