Dorsía Smith Silva My daughter is the wolf of me moonhowls my four-legged desires into rivers of lupine flower & alpha star hunts down…
Browsing: poetry
Dianne Silvestri For My Son About to Become a Father One birthday before you stood taller than I, I…
Gianna Russo Locket & Altar The moon is waxing or waning— whatever. It’s been seven years, the bare kitchen…
Carla Panciera Incantations I liked the name Rose for a daughter. Rose quartz, in the hands of the right…
Deborah Leipziger Dear Moon If I could untether your lunar sentence, your alphabet, what would you say? Am I…
Cynthia Marie Hoffman 12 Moon Funeral I am vacationing in the county of doors. On the third floor, my…
Curated by Jennifer Martelli and Cindy Veach In her poem, “Postlude,” J.L. Conrad writes, “I avoid horoscopes because /…
J.L. Conrad Postlude ++++++or, last things first He is born in the year the world is supposed to end.…
Carolina Hotchandani So the Humans Reproduced For the world required another mirror— proffered by the eyes of the child.…
Review by Lisa M. Hase-Jackson Deborah Leipziger’s first full-length collection, Story and Bone, brims with the lyric enthusiasm of…