Tan Hides and Hard Stuff
As in the past, gloves still cut by hand, One pair at a time, like a tailored suit. Much like […]
Ekphrasis, Ekphrastic Challenge, Justin Hamm, Poems
Ekphrastic Challenge
Audio, Ekphrasis, Ekphrastic Challenge, Poems, Vasu Tolia
My Mother Was a Dancer and She Never Looked Back
and why would you when up ahead is vermilion, gold, when the dress you wear is billowed by poise, hemmed
Audio, Ekphrasis, Ekphrastic Challenge, Poems, Vasu Tolia
Self-Portrait
If I am turned away from you, it is because I am giving my attention to the distance, that vanishing
Audio, Ekphrasis, Ekphrastic Challenge, Kari Gunter-Seymour, Poems
Shell Thick and Her Own Planet
There were days where she felt like this, like the weight of an egg last in its carton.
Audio, Ekphrasis, Ekphrastic Challenge, Kari Gunter-Seymour, Poems
Substance
I blame the malevolent fairy tales where the princess always presents a creamy complexion— porcelain, silk, satin, dewy as unblemished
Audio, Ekphrasis, Ekphrastic Challenge, Nicolette Daskalakis, Poems
The Happy Game
was hard. Only kids could have invented it. The girl sat on the toilet and the boy sat on