by Destiny Weiss | Jul 28, 2024 | 2024 July, Poetry
There’s a trail, bleached under sunlight, that begins by a river that cascades like snow,curved like an ellipse. The jargon of green and brown hues dappled beneath a layerof clear water, frogs dragged their bodies ...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Jun 9, 2024 | 2024 June, Poetry
This is the easy part of the journey: our submarine still at Sunlight level, jellyfish bodies pressed flush against window glass. In this lifetime – we have just barely scratched the surface of the Atlantic, the tide vomiting us and its glories back against the...
by Destiny Weiss | Jun 7, 2024 | 2024 June, Poetry
Behind the backdoor of our house are leaves and dirt strewn across the gardenwe invented as a child, pecks of canola flowers and bushes sprouting unevenly.Trunks of the palm trees we used to...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Jun 6, 2024 | 2024 June, Poetry
when he had stood up in his own grave greeted by his sisters and brother-apostles — did Lazarus feel a twinge of craving? did he watch as Martha accidentally sliced her finger instead of dough; did he want severed flesh, gaping flesh in that angry and hungry way? the...
by Destiny Weiss | Jun 5, 2024 | 2024 June, Poetry
Hypnagogic In the passenger seat, The haze of melancholy and The impressionism Of a drizzle-stippled windshield, Glad memories shining through Like brake lights, Until I stir and say, Do you remember the time— And you do. And you ask me in kind, As if fidelity Were a...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | May 31, 2024 | 2024 May, Poetry
“I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.” –Robert Frost, “Acquainted with the Night” they have decorated everythingwith boredom. The walls are madeof brick ennui and the carpets are Saxony apathy and the doors are an impressivefiberglass weariness. The vet...
