Children don’t play outside no more leads to daughters don’t help in the kitchen no more and I drop rice on the carpet but kick it towards my cousin so it looks like she did it […]
Amie Zimmerman lives in Portland, Oregon. Her work has been published, or is forthing, in Sixth Finch, DIAGRAM, Salt Hill, Puerto del Sol, and BathHouse Journal, among others. She has two chapbooks, Oyster (REALITY BEACH, [...]
I see all the tiny interventions – the gun points, but doesn’t fire, the woman chokes but doesn’t die, the chain of the poem loops dangerously around her neck. What does it mean to survive? […]
i have seen my lifeless body. it has its own name that sounds nothing like mine. it lives in the bathroom stall of some restaurant, bloody & left behind. in the ditch down the street from the university, rain falling on its silence. […]
by Hari Ziyad
A friend asked if he could sleep naked in bed with me. A few days before, I lay naked in the arms of another man—a friend too, perhaps my best, but a lover first, I thought. […]