If you siphon hatred through skin and bonesLong enough, if you gut punch your heartHard enough, in between all the layers ofWho you are, you findThe will to live.—from “Scraped from a Boning Knife”, Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.I came into . . .
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(Photo: Afghan girl in class. Courtesy of J. Malcolm Garcia.) My Afghan colleague, Aarash, recently received a special immigrant visa (SIV). I’m a freelance reporter, and he worked with me in Kabul as a translator for five years. SIVs are available only to those Afghans who worked as translators, interpreters, or other . . .
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As drone strikes fell from skiesand executed childrenMary Oliver did not abandonroses busy being roses.—from “Marguerite”, Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.I first began writing in response to the beauty of girls. Maybe sixth grade. “Thou shalt acknowledge the wonder,” says D.H. . . .
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Do you hunger too? Rivers barging inlandfade shorelineswith the weight they havecarried.—from “Gill” by Suphil Park, Volume 62, Issue 1 (Spring 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.A series of singsongy part-quartets about an abandoned bicycle that I jotted down in a music composition notebook that could have . . .
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My therapist asks me why I think I always return to lack,and it may or may not be related, but it’s been on my mind,so I finally tell him I might have been assaulted by my doctor.—from “Poem with Starbucks and Kissing and Trees”, Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us . . .
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At first the men thought it was a store of foggy white cum.I can forgive this mistake-desire can interrupt logic.—from “Spermaceti”, Vol. 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.In fifth grade I wrote what I now call a feminist version of Pete’s Dragon in . . .
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For the last two years I’ve had the privilege of watching Serious Play Theater Ensemble develop its new production, Moving Water. As one of the photographers helping with this project, I have been enchanted by its action and imagery. The subject, however, is far from enchanting: it’s chilling. Fresh water is disappearing . . .
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Slowest-footed day of the week,wrong noted & creaking onthe credenza while the other influencers gossip in the kitchen’slinoleum.—from “Tuesday Feeling”, Vol. 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.The first time I wrote a poem was in March 1994. I remember it so vividly because . . .
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you are falling for someone in hell. which may mean that you aretrying to love in america in there is no guarantee. there is never a guarantee& yet here is your foot, willfully arched over the edge.—from “you are falling for someone in hell.” Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us . . .
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God sees meas a birdsees an airplane moving at a greatdistance.—from “God Sees Me”, Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.When I was in tenth grade I had an English teacher who asked the class on a regular basis to write short stories . . .
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