ALL POWER TO THE MENTAL ILLNESS INTROVRT GRLSCoda Wei
“i am not the same as the enemy though i spent tuesday cooperating with monstrosity” The monstrosity of healing in the lumbar burlesque with Coda Wei, part of Cassandra Troyan’s summer poetry curation.
Summer ArcanaZoe Tuck
“Distill that into / what is a woman and / what is it to be one / you say you met one / walking down the Via / Negativa or did you / just pass her, a lone / wolf perhaps out to / bring down the church?” Incantations of spiritual queenship from Zoe Tuck’s “Summer Arcana”, selected as part of Cassandra Troyan’s summer poetry curation.
The GooeyOki Sogumi
“The ocean was a cryogenic room, a place for hovering near death”: a beautiful new long work by Oki Sogumi, selected by Summer poetry editor, Cassandra Troyan.
“SOMEHOW GONE OUT THE WINDOW” Erasures for Carl Andre on the Anniversary of Ana Mendieta’s DeathJennifer Tamayo
Jennifer Tamayo takes her black eraser to Carl Andre in a new visual poem, selected by Summer poetry editor Cassandra Troyan.
AN ESSAY ON THE SIEGERob Halpern
“One thing fattens as another lies prone for feeding.”: a new poem from Rob Halpern, selected by Summer poetry editor Cassandra Troyan.
PLAN OF FUTURE WORKSBrandon Brown
“The thought of / the dying world makes me feel less sad than really / lazy.”: a new long poem by Brandon Brown, selected by Summer poetry editor Cassandra Troyan.
GET A MANTRA, JUST OWN IT GRLRachel Ellison
“In sound and silence I can see, see the theatricality of your quotidian body”: poems of performative pleasure from Rachel Ellison selected by summer poetry editor Cassandra Troyan.
LITTLE WARJackqueline Frost
“And mostly we are exhausted and unmoved, even if at times a flare crests the wind and plaining voices rue inside this very long, little war, the opacity of it, around which we stumble as if looking for a light.” A coterie essay from Jackqueline Frost selected by summer poetry editor Cassandra Troyan.
THE FUTURE IS BETWEEN USJackie Wang
3 new poems by Jackie Wang on the conditions of being possible. “You’re a woman with a diseased heart,” she said, “which should not be confused with heart disease, as a diseased heart is what you get after bleeding too many unstitched metaphors.”
True Black (II)Thom Donovan
“Immanent like no description passes for witness / Repeated until we are one with violence”: a new poem from Thom Donovan selected by Summer poetry editor Cassandra Troyan.