Found poems from J.I. Kleinberg
Editor’s Note: We are delighted to publish some “found poems” by J.I. Kleinberg. The poems are discovered text fragments by the artist in various media outlets (magazines, newspapers, etc) and reorganized with a new purpose. When asked about her process, J.I. Kleinberg says, ” You may have had the occasional experience of looking at a page in […]
Poetry from Marius Surleac
deep down into all this nonsense equilibrium a stare step on the cotton rocks covered with fog my tracks become liquid I become gaseous & condense on the light bulb flickering joy that has my name written in the corners and the mopboard distorts the beat of butterfly’s wings a flow of electrons […]
Poetry from Matthew Woodman
Field Dressing the moon- no subtracted negated gypsum-welled chalk-faced it’s there it isn’t how are you still here your eyes sewn your legs sown in salt it’s too much to bear it’s always been Matthew Woodman teaches composition at California State University, Bakersfield. His poems have appeared in recent issues of Agave, 300 Days of Sun, […]
Non-fiction from Erin Calabria
Redshift The night I went to meet you at Penn Station, I immediately got lost. All the store fronts around the departure board had changed since that summer after college when I would ride the Vermonter into the city, and you would meet me and take me to your parents’ house in Bergen County. After […]
Poetry from Changming Yuan
Walking with Father: For Yuan Hongqi One thing I forgot to mention, Dad Is I intentionally moved either before Or behind you, each time we happened To be walking together. That way, you could Neither pinch my arm not slap my face So readily; otherwise, you would have to Embarrass yourself if you ran forward […]
Fiction from Jessica Hollander
The Young Mother Sings Loudly In the Kindermusik class the teacher is always smiling. The young mother feels guilty seeing anyone with more energy around her kid than she has. Even her husband when he first comes home, sweeping Clint up and crowing falsetto – can’t everyone just calm down? She didn’t know having a […]
Fiction from Kyle Hemmings
Believe or Fear Everything After my breakdown that caused me to lose control of a bus (how it jackknifed and blocked an entire bridge at sunset), I was placed in Ward 6, where anyone could be anybody. There I met an old woman who called herself Greta Garbo. She lingered on my unintended smile. “When […]
Poetry from Michael Cooper
Man from Shells -after Gaston Bachelard and Bly i. Temporal Man juts from the conch blows sour notes of command with a light flakey coat over fish mail sour notes of command with a light flakey coat swinging his Pygmy paring knife—the crosshatch on the pig’s rump a snare of beauty a spiral cut with […]

