Ly Faulk has loved reading and writing for as long as they could read and write. They still believe in the power of the written word to...

7,000 acres of incinerated forest suns burn through holes in my eyes fingers rake light through my skin of leaves every moment scalds...

The Middle Distance Inside yesterday, we walked through a skeleton forest. The sun burned the sky to halfway between winter and spring,...

My secret language is a cum scribbled code more immediate than a dream, but perhaps we can move past our cycles; reading Henry Miller. ...

Dictionary Definitions I took the book you gave me for my birthday, and smashed it across my skull, the Concise Oxford Dictionary. It was...

poem for the ghost of who i thought i was a man of words found hanging in the desert a song, but not the one you’re thinking of not the...

I am in a plane trying to let go. Talked too long, made it about me again. We are over the piece of country where farm fields turn to...

Findley Lake I have lived long enough to know to stay out of the water. Bug guts a crushed red berry beside me. If there’s poison off the...

I. Fill my belly with the arsenic and old lace. Let me carry you down the lane To the field where the flowers fled After the warm spring...

Sylvia Santiago's work has appeared/will appear in Bureau of Complaint, Crow & Cross Keys, Cutbow Quarterly, Honey Literary, and...

Content Warning: this poem references mental disorders, disordered eating, and sexual assault. that afternoon the therapist said two...

I’d like to gather my children and their children’s children and we’d meet by the shore at dawn. We would watch the horizon burn as the...

He says we’re just bags of meat, metabolizing until we die no meaning, no purpose no meaning, no purpose no meaning, no purpose unless we...

Now onto nights when the silvery moon extends its monochrome to anything pale and prepared to reflect, absorb, and forecast the cooler...

Acting My Age I am the crone who craves Naked skin against mine Who yearns giving in to gravity The safe, strong cradle Of a lover’s hold...

Content Warning for references to suicide, child abuse, and self harm. My wife tried to arrange an escape room for my fortieth birthday...

We The human-ape A god-like misfortune A worm-like manifestation Stricken with consciousness Dangling from decaying bags of skin...

Ornithomancy with Rain & Flying Geese The sky empties leaden rain. Its story falls apart on its way to earth. Its story is the same sad...

Our Species: A Bio-Note of Homo Sapiens So, we distinguished ourselves as Bipedalists eating cooked foods So, we’ve become frenzy Makers...

Tune in—it's prime time for mammals with a prefrontal cortex and anxiety disorders on a planet that is burning. Mammal from mamma,...