Category: Literary Journals

My latest poems are up on wicked alice, an e-zine dedicated to women-centered writing and art edited by Kristy Bowen, the woman behind Dancing Girl Press. Here’s the beginning of one of them, titled “Boy Toy”:

Via security cameras I watch his torture.
In the tube he turns into a homunculus,
jailed in a box to be probed with knitting needles,
that little space between his ribs, my two
favorites. I test the slight give of his
right lung, its wan fleshy complaint, before
turning him over to my minions.

Read the rest — and two more poems — at wicked alice.

Also — Dancing Girl Press will be publishing my chapbook, Feelings Are Chemicals in Transit, next year.

Not too long ago I worked on a series of two-column poems — the idea being that one column would be the personal and the other the political, but that the two could be combined by reading the poems across too. Three of these poems went up on The Offending Adam this morning, preceded by a generous introduction from Cody Todd. Here’s the beginning of one of the poems, titled “Stilettos”:

Read the rest at The Offending Adam. Enjoy –

My latest poems are in issue 30 of Otoliths, a quarterly zine edited by Mark Young in Australia. Here’s the beginning of one of them, titled “Surveillance”:

The trick is to enjoy it, the machine
gun rhythm of periodontal spondees,
the vroom vroom of one metaphor clapping.

Read the rest — and two more poems — on Otoliths.

Horse Less Review‘s Issue 15 is up — along with five of my poems. Here’s the beginning of  one of them, titled “After School Care”:

The sun rises early, marking a good day
for search and seizure – all the children
are out at play. Slowly an afternoon fills
with quiet beheadings, held off-screen.

Read the rest — plus four more poems — on Horse Less Review. You can even listen to me read one of them. Enjoy –

Litzine Hobart now has new daily content — and today, five of my poems went up! Here’s the beginning of  one of them, titled “Operation”:

I get my sister to murder him before breakfast.
Midmorning I walk briskly to bleach the scene.
The angled sun aims with protracted accuracy.
A bedroom door’s innocuous façade –

Read the rest at Hobart. Enjoy –

The latest Poem of the Week at The Missouri Review is my poem — titled “Miracle Mile.”  Here’s the beginning:

The thinking game plays on. Halogen skies
and digital billboards snooze their big city dreams,
punctuated by the occasional minaret.

Read the rest at The Missouri Review, along with a little “statement” about the poem. Enjoy —