Tag: poetry

She was in good form on the phone now that she had gotten the heat back into her the power having been cut for over five hours the first hour had been fine but she felt the cold creep in under the doors through the keyholes during the second by the third she had put […]

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 […]