San Francisco General: Poetry by Greg Casale
San Francisco General
The final time I looked into your eyes
they were in a urine cup
three floors down.
I hope the old gods slipped
turquoise in your...
The Good Fight: Poetry by Joey Amaral
The Good Fight
Round after round,
Pound after pound.
Gotta get up,
Can’t stay down.
The fight is on,
The curtains never drawn.
Arms are heavy,
Legs are weak,
Oh my god, it’s...
Untitled, After Rukeyser: Poetry by Stephen Ira
Untitled, After Rukeyser
I lived in the century after the war.
I’d go out on the street after events
where we stood on the stage one by...
All I Know to Do: Poetry by Christopher Hewitt
All I Know to Do
Now even the numbers
have no meaning for me
metaphors like stars
snuff out Oh I care
but I repeat myself
the chanting the banners
the...
Mariological Recitative of Mystical Pharmacology: Poetry by Joseph F. Delgado
Mariological Recitative of Mystical Pharmacology
—Joseph F. Delgado
Joseph F. Delgado is a former professor of Spanish literature and linguistics at the universities of Minnesota, Puerto...
Why We Dance: Poetry by Terry M. Dugan
Why We Dance
Because we do the electric slide into the clinic to the tune of crying babies.
Because every day we fox trot in and...
Tartara, The Prince of Dance: Poetry by Joy Gaines-Friedler
Tartara, The Prince of Dance
Harsh. Fierce. What was it about perfection?
Why the constant movement Nureyev? Why the wings?
Why the sad longing? Yes, the boys...
Erosion: Poetry by Phillip Brian Williams
Erosion
As you die, a withering
monument, I gather you pore
by pore into my arms.
Collect you and rock the crown
of your offering—night sweats, your
thinning frame, you...
May All Your Dreams Be in Color: Poetry by Naomi Glassman
May All Your Dreams Be in Color
In the hospital I find you in more places, fitting
your shadow into the empty sockets of wallspace that
my...
Morning & Test Trials: Two Poems by Joy Gaines-Friedler
Morning
8/8/90: “Not to worry!!! I want to get better. I don’t want to suffer anguish, anxiety and mental pain anymore. I can’t live like...























