Issue 43

Once, very drunk, I read aloud a poem about lov[ing you] after a friend had just vomited all over the comforter and was moaning guts. I thought: I’ll show her how shame can laugh at itself, bare on a pulpy blanket. Look; it’s just us, bags of bile, hanging out. Besides, dim rooms are for […]

after Neko Case When I find the morning I pull it from the groundand whisper an invocation. Across these counties, I’ve left myself motherless, let myself bear the name emergency when I kick up dust. The name ghost when I’m out of breath. But even in this apocalypse every constellation bears your name. And in […]

I would like to believe we live forever, and when I say forever,I mean we live longer than our favorite song.Don’t let anyone tell you forever has to feel so guilty, so strained, a cauterized theory of letting go.I haven’t the language to hope you get home safely,but I have the muscle memory of holding […]

split my lip for the innocence i knowlies beneath: i think i almost drownedthis summer & the swimming pool wherei tried is on fire now. this body feelsstrange & hollow, halfway between anexhale & something else. i want sunsets.i want rooftops. i want to be uninhabitable,light falling through an open window. need to be something […]

His long arms are warm and it is one a.m.some galloping horse traveling to me from the lapping midnight of a recent orgasm and I am out of breath this worknight— his death, the garnet dancer that lurks in all my most winking brights. On the pillow where our heads rest, nose to nose, screw […]