Category: Main Squeeze 2021

Last night I went to bed to the voice of Bolaño, Romantic as ever. He said even mediocre writers felt the “sombra del ecstasis” of Rimbaud. What a skinny young degenerate king, hair spiking all the way into our hearts like blades! My phone buzzed out a name I haven’t said since I was 17. […]

for Ryan Jarman What Wordsworth did not know (and it’s not his fault) is who cares about the music of the howling wind, that sublime and desperate tenor mixing with the soprano of broken branches and birdsong in the brazen breeze? Tonight, I’m already annoyed. I’ve had two glasses of rosé, and I’m in the […]

Had I not been a boy but a triangle instead, a patch of asphalt shaped thereof, or the steel that keeps the swing-set in the ground at Delaney Park, you would’ve seen me, touched me, remembered me. As a boy (there are a million boys), all I did was stutter and laugh, look up at […]

the arena has been set the frog jumps from its pixel bit bit bit bit cheers from the bleachers Tommy laughing as the frog leaps bit bit bit bit the blazing sun beats down I don’t own a Gameboy how am I playing this? Gracie Britton is a Creative writing major at SOU. She loves […]

with a lillie mae song splay-footed the straight lick lightning wastes nothing digs deeper in derelict otherness strips me to my old ink honestly this beating brought me home with elsewhere ohio offers me walking off & away good lord off & away all the time i don’t like being told what to do so […]