The hospice smells too clean. Nurses wheel around heavy carts of grief. The immensity of our love makes us ill with sadness. How imposing that …
I THOUGHT IT HAD GONE AWAY (or, a poem about anxiety) by Madeleine Christie
Oh, there’s something coiled around my chest again. I did not know that snakes could hibernate until this one woke up. Have you ever heard …
you have boobs now and this means… by Lydia Wang
men sometimes stare means there are sizes and colors and you look in the mirror and barely recognize your own body morphing and growing. this …
Unwanted Thoughts by Kerene Ng
Do the insane care too much? When they think of something And they wonder how others might feel Ricocheting back and forth between thoughts like these …
A Prayer for My Imaginary Little Sister by Shannon J. Curtin
Congratulations, Happy Birthday, Merry Christmas, little sister, here’s my wish list. My litany of lessons, my book of prayers, the incantations I say in your …
An Ocean View by Hallie Stark
I have desired to go where the waves crash and the sand meets the sea The birds take flight and shadows dance And I have …
Belle Lettres: Marilyn Chin
Hello, fellow Germs, and welcome back to another edition of Belle Lettres. This month’s “Belle” is Marilyn Chin, an award-winning poet, novelist, feminist, and activist. …
Wanderlust by Dana Li
Won’t you come, and walk these rugged roads with me? We can drive that beat-up van through stretches of golden cornfield, dappled with dying sunlight, …