E is for Easy and F is for Fate: Sheherazade in Love

Mara Jebsen A Fabricatress is a woman who Frames, who makes, who builds, who constructs: A liar. Something Fabulous is celebrated in Fable, is a rare thing that shimmers at the edge of belief . . . Facile: easy, Free from labor. To lift what pains the body and mind/ Easy on the Eyes. Easy… More

Arrival

Keetje Kuipers The streets were glass, the cars and salt-bellied trucks slid across them—perfect pirouettes until the light’s red. Beyond the frosted windows were the animals, and beyond the animals silence, baled hay like spools of thread scattered by a careless hand. In the next season would I become just one more hillside of purple… More

My brother says my milk smells different

Keetje Kuipers Meaning different from his wife’s, meaning a melody all my own, playing in my body like the song the headphoned girl on the bus mouths the words to—silent for the rest of us, a tune only when we press her lips to our ear. A friend stored her milk in a humming freezer,… More

Snow Day with Baby

Keetje Kuipers We make an exploration of pans—the six inch round I use for yogurt cake, the bundt for kahlua pound—fill them with soapy water and dive whisks into bubbles, the dog skittering away. When lunch time comes, I remember my father, a revelation as he turned from the oven one winter day with plates… More

There Is No Question

Mark Yakich Mother thought grief would be romantic, Like euthanizing a dove with one solid crack. It was like having to clutch an unclothed Baby who urinates from both ends. She imagined she’d shave her head And run off to a seasonless island In the Pacific. She just Drove to the coast and wept In… More

Stinger and Shovel

Michael Sandler With foreleg and mandible a wasp, thread-waisted, daubs and trowels small globes of mud on a joist among the rafters till with a spade’s square edge I chisel his embryo to clods. We each in our way emit a cry or buzz of things accomplished— but the same primal joy in what we… More

Shield & Song

Dan Beachy-Quick Shield Omen. Ailment. What The prayer moment intones. The god-itch. And the electric fields When spring plugs yellow in and water sings. Bring the cup. Bring the potsherd. Read the broken name. The Moon is an example of the Shut door seeking a key. Wild sea. Open.   Song Closed circuit of the… More