A letter from The White House, addressed to: My Fellow Americans, a name I will answer to, but one rarely …
A Change of Months. A poem by Duane Anderson
Two weeks after the month ended, I realized I had not flipped the calendar page over to the next month. …
Contact Tracing by Rob Buchanan
I’m counting backwards Along those empty seats. A nomad Retracing my past lives labyrinth My beloved lost matter Squatting in …
When by Aoife Nally
When I recall this time of plenty In the pause When we had all the time in the world And …
Covidius the Liberator. A poem by Teddy
Heave and show Heave and show We let normal go Fear and flow Fear and flow Depth begins to know …