Danielle Kessinger
Pry Apart a Single Pane

Danielle Kessinger - Pry Apart a Single Pane

Poetry
Danielle Kessinger has work published or forthcoming in Bartleby Snopes, the Drunken Odyssey, Burrow Press, and the anthology Jack’s Porch.… Read more »
Jackleen Holton Hookway
Happy Pills

Jackleen Holton Hookway - Happy Pills

Poetry
Jackleen Holton Hookway’s poems have been published in The Giant Book of Poetry, and Steve Kowit: This Unspeakably Marvelous Life,… Read more »
M. Ann Hull
I Know the Science of the Thing:

M. Ann Hull - I Know the Science of the Thing:

Poetry
M. Ann Hull has published work in 32 Poems, Barrow Street, BOXCAR Poetry Review, Fugue, Mid-American Review, Passages North, and… Read more »
Sarah J. Sloat
Industry Lap Dog

Sarah J. Sloat - Industry Lap Dog

Poetry
Sarah J. Sloat lives in Germany, where she works in news. Her poems have appeared in numerous publications, including Birdfeast,… Read more »
Mary Peelen
Interim

Mary Peelen - Interim

Poetry
Mary Peelen lives in San Francisco. Her poetry, fiction, and nonfiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Bennington Review, Alaska… Read more »
Krysten Hill
Knives

Krysten Hill - Knives

Poetry
Krysten Hill is an educator, writer, and performer who has showcased her poetry on stage at The Massachusetts Poetry Festival,… Read more »
Avram Kline
Labor

Avram Kline - Labor

Poetry
Avram Kline lives in New York with his wife and son. His poems, stories, and essays can be found in… Read more »
Jenna Le
Standing Between My Parents at Manatee Lagoon

Jenna Le - Standing Between My Parents at Manatee Lagoon

Poetry
Jenna Le is the author of Six Rivers (NYQ Books, 2011) and A History of the Cetacean American Diaspora (Anchor… Read more »
Lisa Rosinsky
That Dark Center

Lisa Rosinsky - That Dark Center

Poetry
Lisa Rosinsky is the 2016-2017 Associates of the Boston Public Library Writer-in-Residence. Her poetry appears in Measure, Prairie Schooner, Hunger… Read more »

I Know the Science of the Thing:

M. Ann Hull

that a seed can plummet
from a flower’s pistil and either burrow into birth or become
the wind wishes caught in a child’s bitter breath. I know your
lungs require surfactant, a biochemical partnering of proteins
and liquids that promotes surface tension in your inhale-
and exhalation, like a petal that isn’t secured to its lily’s stalk
will fizzle from its height, topple like the tip of ash
from a cigarette inhaled too deeply before I knew I was breathing
for more than one. I know that if your first intakes of oxygen
occur without preparation, it would be like a balloon that bruised
every time you forced your air to expand its belly. I know petals
are described as “the parts of a flower that are often conspicuously
colored,” and I try to imagine the horror of being handed a bouquet
of roses turning blue. All of this revolves around whether you
will wait to meet me, and I stare at the vase expanding
as if I have no idea how much water it takes to keep
the arrangement going for one… Read more »