Traits of Friendship
︎︎︎ Nicola Maye Goldberg
︎ Oct 28, 2024
I cannot taste
his
heart
tender and confidential
a mode of self-torment
turning chalky white
I’m ruined
gloomy, abstracted
like a skeleton at a feast
nothing to forgive
my angel
I
will make a very good wife
his
heart
tender and confidential
a mode of self-torment
turning chalky white
I’m ruined
gloomy, abstracted
like a skeleton at a feast
nothing to forgive
my angel
I
will make a very good wife
This poem takes its title from one of the chapters of The Tenant of Wildfell Hall. The words in the poem are from that same chapter. The poem follows the order of the text (i.e., the words and phrases have not been rearranged). The punctuation and capitalization are the same as they appear within the book.
Nicola Maye Goldberg is the author of Nothing Can Hurt You. She lives in New York City and teaches at Columbia University.
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Nicola Maye Goldberg is the author of Nothing Can Hurt You. She lives in New York City and teaches at Columbia University.
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advice from grandfather
︎︎︎ J.M. Ó Faoláin
︎ Oct 26, 2024
sip scotch from a flask
clean your rifle hard and well
sway gently next to a fire
whittle a songbird from oak
swing a cavalry sabre once, twice
lick wine from a stranger’s lips
pray to your mother each dawn
brawl only with courage
lead those who are lost
find humour in your plight
and for god’s sake
forgive, forgive
or what else?
clean your rifle hard and well
sway gently next to a fire
whittle a songbird from oak
swing a cavalry sabre once, twice
lick wine from a stranger’s lips
pray to your mother each dawn
brawl only with courage
lead those who are lost
find humour in your plight
and for god’s sake
forgive, forgive
or what else?
J.M. Ó Faoláin served in the Canadian Armed Forces and bounced at several bars in the Toronto area. He has been published in High Horse Magazine, The Modern Struggle Magazine, and is pending publication in DFL LIT. @j.m.ofaolain
Group Think
︎︎︎ Chloe Wheeler
︎ Oct 24, 2024
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Chloe Wheeler writes poems. Her writing has appeared in Expat Press, Hobart Pulp, Don't Submit, among others.
Readings
︎︎︎ Cletus Crow
︎ Oct 22, 2024
in the east village
skaters break bones
as old asian women
sway taichi steps away
in tennessee I have
three hundred acres
it's not shared space
except hungry deer
someone will walk by
my kingdom of trees
and never leave me
is what hope is like
the dusty tire swing
the sexy skyscrapers
wherever wherever
i want the flesh warm
skaters break bones
as old asian women
sway taichi steps away
in tennessee I have
three hundred acres
it's not shared space
except hungry deer
someone will walk by
my kingdom of trees
and never leave me
is what hope is like
the dusty tire swing
the sexy skyscrapers
wherever wherever
i want the flesh warm
Cletus Crow is a poet. His debut full-length collection, Phallic Symbols, is available from Pig Roast Publishing.
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︎︎︎ Zoe Contros Kearl
︎ Oct 21, 2024
I’m trying to learn how to give less away—
New England, all stoicism, stone walls built
by hand hundreds of years ago, now mossed,
promises and shoes tied the wrong way.
One night dead late wake in darkened
room: on the ribcage, a tick swollen
with my own blood. Rilke in springtime,
louvered windows, tactile nature, in fear
I pull it wrong, head and pincers lodge,
WebMD says “mouth parts,”
trade the ice for the itch.
At Town Meeting kick snow from Muck boots,
thumb budget documents, adverts, page
upon page of why how when. Soon, tend
the land, mulch and prune, repair rot, sand
and paint old eaves, wave
at each passing car.
—I am obvious, easy, new
growth follows each cutting.
New England, all stoicism, stone walls built
by hand hundreds of years ago, now mossed,
promises and shoes tied the wrong way.
One night dead late wake in darkened
room: on the ribcage, a tick swollen
with my own blood. Rilke in springtime,
louvered windows, tactile nature, in fear
I pull it wrong, head and pincers lodge,
WebMD says “mouth parts,”
trade the ice for the itch.
At Town Meeting kick snow from Muck boots,
thumb budget documents, adverts, page
upon page of why how when. Soon, tend
the land, mulch and prune, repair rot, sand
and paint old eaves, wave
at each passing car.
—I am obvious, easy, new
growth follows each cutting.
Zoe Contros Kearl is a writer and editor raised in Texas and based in Vermont. Recent writing can be found in Action Books Blog, Los Angeles Review, Maudlin House, Tupelo Quarterly, and elsewhere. ZCK currently serves as Editor for American Chordata Magazine and works in solar energy.
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