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I am Drunk at Soul Shack Again
“You get asked why so many of your poems end that way. And you’re like, ‘oh, am I the vore girl? Is that my thing now?’ “
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Physics Fun Facts
“When my senses collude with the laws of the universe to deceive me, what can I place my faith in?”
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Lost at Sea
Suspend yourself in the sombre waves of this sapphic poetry.
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Mad Butcher’s love song
You just can’t beat the mad butcher’s meat… In this rural bodice-ripper, stone-butch shepherd seduces farmer’s-wife femme.
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Mitch
Borne from the process of grief and coming to terms with the loss of a close friend, Mik visualises what his passing felt like, and sends him off with well-wishes.
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She’s No Frank O’Hara
She’s no Frank O’Hara, but she’s certainly Mary Craigg. New York School eat your heart out.
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Aortic Aneurysm
Love flows through the arteries and veins of Terin’s poem. Written for first anniversary of their mother’s sudden and wholly unexpected death, wrestling with the gap and the gifts she left behind.
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This bread is my body
Personal deconstruction of evangelicalism where there is still a craving for the intimacy of connection, who decides a bar can’t serve as the temple, and the laying on of hands has to be religious?
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Scarecrow Season
Let your pretenses unfurl line by line in this disarming poem by new featured writer Casey Lucas.
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No Other Place to Stand
No Other Place to Stand is an upcoming anthology of poetry on the topic of climate change edited by Jordan Hamel, Rebecca Hawkes, Erik Kennedy and Essa Ranapiri. harold gets to peek inside before its launch on July 14.
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I guess I like to fuck middle-aged men now
Maybe someday you’ll find yourself thinking the same thing as Sylvan.
Category: poetry
In a dream, you saw a way to survive, and you were filled with joy.
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