POETRY
“Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful.”
my love is a glass shard, a knife made of madness and moonlight,
and there are already way too many fragments in this house
The two of us toast to a man we both love, to whatever degree, clink our glasses and laugh…
Empty vessels
make the most sound, I think,
as you rip the fairy lights off the handrail.
The poetry of Brian S. Ellis unravels, inverts, investigates, and complicates. His poems are radical koans and invitations to forego common narratives.
Do not say anything anybody else has said ever. Things are not “bleached by sun.”
Dylan Krieger’s poetry is unflinching, grotesque, and beautiful. Her work tackles trauma, wrestles authority, and is a decadent sonic feast.
I tap at the alphabet while a single deer
taps at the dirt beyond the brush
on the far side of the tree line.
the man is stayed bent over the canvas
of my sofa. the man is me the man is him
self and I bring down the whip…
Part of being a good sad person
is always painting the shadows
in the right direction and knowing
what sorrow to art with.
Even from this distance I could go out
the door it would bang shut and crumble
He has stories that I am not in
anymore. It’s healed this way.
I want to roll in this moment until I become its vocabulary
until I smell like the bones
until I am its echo…