by Surosree Chaudhuri | Dec 31, 2024 | 2024 December, Poetry
They’ve taken a chainsaw to every 24-pack of extra-large brown eggs in your supermarket, they’ve hijacked all the Jeeps in a five-mile radius, they’ve replaced all the movies on Pirate Bay with their edited- for-television versions, they’ve tossed all your frozen...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Dec 31, 2024 | 2024 December, Poetry
The blue plaster walls are cracking which we should have been able to see as long as this house has stood. I catch us looking different directions on the highway, cars zipping through; we nearly collide something cosmic. Meaning our souls are ready to ascend from our...
by Destiny Weiss | Nov 1, 2024 | 2024 October, Poetry
You lead your squad of zombies from the graveyard to the village and seat them in the café where they hog every table. The stink curdles living souls and renders the police impotent. You want these creatures for yard work, cleaning up winter storm debris and helping...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Nov 1, 2024 | 2024 October, Poetry
in pools of red rippling out like ringsfrom bridge-dropt stones; Pieces of people holding other armslips chattering in laughter legs crossed in love; Pieces of peopletorn and stripped ...
by Destiny Weiss | Oct 2, 2024 | 2024 September, Poetry
For a while, to put socks on my hands was to grow paws, sprout furry ears. I strained upward at the age of four, imagined a launch, pushed my mind into the sky, and wings opened out from my shoulders. For a full year I made myself into a dog, ruddy with pure love on...
by Destiny Weiss | Aug 31, 2024 | 2024 August, Poetry
I keep finding myself in situations where I’m telling myself: RUN. But I can’t always figure out how to get on my feet without putting myself in the headlights first. And I know, better than any of my predators, that I need that...
