After Callimachus Issue no. 219 Winter 2016 Tartarus’s footless offspring who spray fans of glyphosate mixed with Styx water over farmland regularly,technicians of os agrotóxicos for cash, I am weaponless
Globus Hystericus Issue no. 190 Fall 2009 A pity the selfsame vehicle that spirits me away from factories of tedium should likewise serve to drag me backwards into panic, or that panic should erect
His Long Imprison'd Thought Issue no. 164 Winter 2002-2003 Maidenhair borders the upward trail,trims the margin braided greenand lives here—thrives—in the darkbeneath these arches, in this
Three Poems Issue no. 153 Winter 1999 I will not give in. I will grow more strange.I will wrap myself around your ghost till the ghostitself wants letting go, till it shimmers free.
Poets on Couches: Timothy Donnelly April 10th, 2020 Timothy Donnelly reads a poem about how we survive an ongoing threat.