These poems grapple with how romantic relationships, both gay and straight, are defined—and what ...
Reading Was Body provided a jolt I didn’t realize I needed. Using tropes of iteration and erasure...
In one of the most important of the Aztec festivals, a month of fasting was ended by observers of...
This Someone I Call Stranger, by James Diaz, is absolutely transcendent. Diaz's evocative and cou...
The Pinko Commie Dyke is a lesbian archetype, an imagined dyke superhero, a dastardly villain, an...
In the Talmud, Rabbi Abaye says, 'The world has no fewer than thirty-six righteous people in each...
Joseph O. Legaspi writes, 'How do languages speak to each other? Through poetry, of course, and T...
Antoinette Brim’s These Women You Gave Me brings front and center Biblical mythology and legend t...
When can you tell a book of poems is really working? For me, it’s when the poems provide revoluti...
In Recruit to Deny, Buffy Shutt reminds us that poetry is not only about the well-chosen image or...
Joseph Osmundson is a scientist and writer from rural Washington State. His writing has been publ...
The seriousness of a debilitating illness-not only living with, but moving on despite the odds ar...
In Safe Danger, here comes a Stephen Zerance poem sashaying down the street: snakeskin tights, cl...
Love is always complicated. In the poems of Drug and Disease Free, Michael Broder ponders the fur...
Because A Month of Someday doesn't waste a word, I'm tempted to quote lavishly from these wry, ec...
Le's furious and steeled voice leaves nothing unturned, propelling these poems through exploratio...