When Olanna O. Odum was promoted to standards editor at the Times, she found herself laughing. The job description had said they were looking for someone with “strong, sharp judgment” and …
My First EDM Concert It’s 1:20am, and I contemplate dying. Should I do some coke and call it a day? I write a poem at a rave. Sue me. Behind the men who DJ is a screen projecting the head of …
Misquotations
People always remember the first words Neil Armstrong said when taking his famed steps. “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.”
People remember …
Jake Rose is a visionary poet, artist, teacher, and dear friend whom I first met in 2020 within a Zoom grid as a lilac cube, from which issued forth such good-humored brilliance, one that vaulted …
"Impure Mythos" is an anagram of "My Promethius," a poem of my father's. He died in 2024, leaving behind a vast archive of poems, stories, and hilarious, rambling emails. In my recent practice, I've …
Dr. Robin Davidson has had a long and inspiring career as a poet. She is the author of two chapbooks, Kneeling in the Dojo (Finishing Line Press, 2013) and City That Ripens on the Tree of the World …
My friend Claire said that her daddy once told her that if you took all of the lies humans had told since the beginning of time and set them up in the sky, the sky would become the lies because …
When I sat down, we shot the shit about this and that for a minute, but I knew there was something on Pablo’s mind. So, after he started his second drink while going on about how students always …
Looking to spend a few minutes not sad, I traveled to South Florida with my husband Steve, my sister Colleen, and her husband John. One morning, early in the trip, I stood at the counter in the …
He’d drive us out into the desert and we’d hike through that dirt and brush, rocks wrapped by lichen, until he’d say, This is good. Then we’d shoot coyotes. Shoot them all day. Smoke her, …
The people now inhabit the crowns. There
is, in fact, little space up there, but no one
turns off your water or comes by with the leaf
blower or raises your rent out of the blue.
Up …
A hair fell from her head. It fell and fell
and I followed it with my gaze. It landed
in one of the trays that sat on a scale.
It threw the scale out of balance. The scale
tilted. It …
A frog jumped out of the broom closet; the wife was already screaming; and the husband burst into the kitchen, squeezed the trigger of his face. In the time it took the morning light to stream …
As in some demented romantic comedy, my wife and I divided the apartment in half. She took the living room and I took the bedroom. Bivouacked and bleeding, we waited for the lawyer to finish the …
