Erin Vosters
I don’t know how to do this yet: be something
the sun could sing through. The admonishing old man
and the kid asking questions; the woman
who wanted more than she got. It’s my turn now
Read MoreErin Vosters
My grandmother was said to levitate
where the other mothers could see her
wearing lipstick, red shoes,
Read MoreCandice Joy Oliva
Don’t you just love a good homograph?
In Tagalog, “nagmamaharalan” can either mean
“they’re getting more expensive” or “they are all loving each other”
Candice Joy Oliva
“I am recording a voice memo while I weed
As I try to speak in Filipino while gardening...Ano daw mabutwa?
Trying to pull weeds with words...Vocabulary takes a while to get to the ‘root’
How to say it in Tagalog or Bikol...I will take either
I ease it in...I try to remember
Read MoreNancy Huggett
Less perishable than other foods, can be carried on long trips, easy to grow in a variety of
soils, containers, and climates. Useful for sustaining human life.
Lizzie Derksen
I run around collecting bottles,
folding the chairs up,
and putting the turkey carcass on to boil
in a pot of water and bay leaves. Lucy calls.
Susan can tell her I am not one
to dispense with a bay leaf.
Lizzie Derksen
I take two Ativan and put on an apron.
It’s nine am, I’m home alone,
I am boiling over like a pot of pasta water,
and my date is finally gone.
Lizzie Derksen
Rachel and Susan, gone for all of
two weeks, now back,
claim the city is changed
since they left.
Lizzie Derksen
I crash on my rich friend’s couch in Ritchie,
where the beans are stumbling like
Rachel and I having a fight—I mean
like newborn foals out of the ground.
Thirty-odd years ago
our pre-frontal cortexes lurched into place,
and it turns out there is still everything
to try and understand.
Lizzie Derksen
Something exhausting is in the air.
I’ve started drinking coffee in the afternoon
and I can’t even seem to make myself come.