prayer from a new jersey jail cell
By Paxton Grey
“as a son introduced to sin, i poison / that which bears fruit, sweet / and bruised.”
Poetry
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on devotion
“sometimes i think of God while washing my feet / i think of where i have not walked my longing / to go further”
Poetry We Admire: Tipping Points
This August’s Poetry We Admire comes on the heels of a month which saw the release of the …
Still Life
“Easily, the dead are the wittiest among us, and you among them, lying there that evening, so peaceful, as though only just resting.”
The Future at My Father’s Feet
By Sara Elkamel
“Some say on the night of its flowering, a corpse flower will smell like it’s dying. It’s a good thing I’m good, and not flowering.”
Not Everything is Linear, but We are Still Done
“I hold hate in my heart, a hearth. / My hands, kindling.”
Two Poems
By Carlina Duan
“I was creamy / with hope. red muck of stars to line my / underwear. my abdomen thick / with ghosts”
The Present of Poetry
By Serrina Zou
“There is never enough bleach to taint our country clean, only enough / body politics to call ourselves a nation.”
Slipped Stitches
Someone has fake-planted geraniums in a pot down the block from me / and though they are too bright and untextured to be real, they still / sometimes fool me.