ZG Tomaszewski
Alphabet

ZG Tomaszewski - Alphabet

Poetry
Author of All Things Dusk, Mineral Whisper, River Nocturne, and several limited edition coffee table books, including Korakia and Stone Poems, ZG Tomaszewski is a gardener who enjoys arranging flowers… Read more »
Lance Larsen
Envy

Lance Larsen - Envy

Poetry
Lance Larsen is the author of five poetry collections, most recently What the Body Knows (Tampa 2018). His awards include a Pushcart Prize and a fellowship from the National Endowment for the Arts. He… Read more »
Susan Blackwell Ramsey
Erosion and the Laetoli Footprints

Susan Blackwell Ramsey - Erosion and the Laetoli Footprints

Poetry
Susan Blackwell Ramsey’s work has appeared, among other places, in The Southern Review, Poetry Northwest, 32 Poems, and Best American Poetry; her book, A Mind Like This, won the Prairie Schooner… Read more »
Marcia L. Hurlow
Evening Before the Diagnosis

Marcia L. Hurlow - Evening Before the Diagnosis

Poetry
Marcia L. Hurlow is the author of one full-length collection of poems and five chapbooks. Her individual poems have appeared in Poetry, Chicago Review, Poetry Northwest, Poetry East, Cold Mountain,… Read more »
Donna Vorreyer
Holding On

Donna Vorreyer - Holding On

Poetry
Donna Vorreyer is the author of To Everything There Is (2020), Every Love Story is an Apocalypse Story (2016) and A House of Many Windows (2013), all from Sundress Publications. She lives in the… Read more »
Michael Beard
Mute Ghost of Your Grandfather

Michael Beard - Mute Ghost of Your Grandfather

Poetry
Michael Beard (he/him/his) currently studies poetry at the Bowling Green State University MFA program and serves as the managing editor for Mid-American Review. His poems have appeared or are… Read more »
Winshen Liu
自強號 (zì qiáng hào)

Winshen Liu - 自強號 (zì qiáng hào)

Poetry
Winshen Liu is a Taiwanese American writer who has worked in various roles in non-profits, education, and tech. Her writing has appeared in Santa Fe Writers Project Quarterly, and Raft, and is… Read more »

自強號 (zì qiáng hào)

Winshen Liu

I heated leftovers for lunch today. The lid sweat as Taiwan arrived  in steam: jasmine  rice that had slept with a braised egg, cabbage and carrots  woken up from a nap. The office courtyard steeped in the high light of a young sun, one that had not yet seen the western window of a southbound train, where an aproned woman pushes a cart of warm boxes car to car, asking if you need one in song.
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