Poetry
The moon
The moon is almost full, I think. It watches out of place in this full world between a streetlamp and a jet as if it knew not where to stand. It sinks...
Hillfort
It was your birthday and we walked the green rings and felt it, our feet on grass as thick as the fleeces of cropping sheep. It wasn’t summer; we didn’t observe milkwort,...
Humorous Birthday Poem
The ox does not meet the fox / until late night when everyone / is asleep in the forest. Maybe / a prefix does not meet a suffix / until everyone grows...
Contest Winner
On Speaking for the Picture of my Aunt Wearing Boxing Gloves Next to a Tree That No Longer Stands
Winner of the second 2025 Mini Contest, using the words “garrulous,” “trellis,” and “cauterize.” / / /
Contest Winner
Faultline
Winner of the first 2025 Mini Contest, using the words “mnemonic,” “crepuscular,” and “coifs.” / /
Mother, O Moon
Tehran, 1979. You were only 10 years old— a child, and the moon became exile. He took you to the market because you wanted some shoes; held you by the hand, like...
Two Signs I’m on the Path
My new thought is, I’m ordinary. An everyday mernie, another bozo on the bus. My father Jack predicted something similar when I was born and it looked like I’d survive. Plus, I’ve...
nyctinasty house party
night roses, my friends & i embrace folding like petals onto sofa, maybe beds, drug-fuelled nastic movements buried in purple LEDs shrieking we love & we love & we love sweat dripping...
Contest Winner
Logical Reasoning
after the Law School Admissions Test (LSAT) You are born into noise. / Your first memories perforated by the sharp slam / of kitchen cabinet doors, / throat-sung Tibetan folk songs, /...