Jennifer Juneau

A red-bellied bird said, as it flew up on a windowsill in this big red city, red as a red room or read as a postcard on a rainy day Something good is going to happen today and this symbolized hope Something good is g...

Bernard Meisler

Poet, writer and performer Max Blagg in conversation with Bernard Meisler. Max Blagg is an English poet, writer and performer, who has lived in the United States since 1971. We start out talking about the retail apoca...

Rebecca Weiner Tompkins

Rebecca Weiner Tompkins in conversation with Bernard Meisler. Rebecca Weiner Tompkins is a fine poet. Her most excellent collection of poems, King of the Fireflies, was recently published by Sensitive Skin Books. Ad...

Chavisa Woods

Chavisa Woods in conversation with Bernard Meisler. Chavisa Woods is a New York-based literary fiction author, and poet. She is the author of three books. The first, Love Does Not Make Me Gentle or Kind, (2009) is bot...

Eve Packer

146 she has red hair this girl, in an upsweep, sitting on the third step of the fourth floor in the hall, at 146— big sweat, first rush, head shoulders body back eyes thru ceiling shrugs ‘sometimes you g...

Jennifer Juneau

A Kind Of Love Story Walking along Avenue A I was kind of drunk It was kind of desolate and kind of late All the stores were kind of closed And there was this guy who kind of looked like you He kind of smiled I kind ...

Jack Hirschman

1. To have this at one’s fingertips, the whole world before one and it not be zero—, that’s the humbling meaning of this revolution one’s a part of and one’s been party to for a long time now, at firs...

Bruce Weber

the monsters have taken over the house they’re crawling through the refuse of broken trays of paint walls and temporary screens they’re delegating authority passing their power on to the masks who remove me from th...

Joel Allegretti

DISPUTABLY 8TH STREET W. 8th Street, Greenwich Village, N.Y. June 2018 PRIME RETAIL SPACE FOR LEASE Domino’s SPACE AVAILABLE State Farm PROFESSIONAL SPACE FOR RENT This isn’t the Tangier souk of leopard-skin...

Sharon Olinka

Balthus, Les beaux jours (Golden Days), 1944-45, Oil on canvas Like Balthus, he paints a female model in a chair. Dabs of sickly green define her. The air around her ocher. Such small ha...

Jack Hirschman

VLADIMIR MAYAKOVSKY You, thunderer and swirl of the flag of blood and roses, kneader of the bread of poem, deathless comrade of dithyramb and liberty, you whose suicided life I carry as a forge, ...

Rebecca Weiner Tompkins

IN THIS DREAM We are always dancing: you lift your arms above me like a bird in a summery place. Sometimes there is music and the softest shadows; other times the air carries us through the rhythm of tall, flat buil...