Large Print Poetry
You direct my eyes
to the yellow door of the bookshop.
Help me when I ask. Don’t just pull me to the side-
walk away from the
CAR!
rushing down
MARKET STREET?
(if that’s …
You direct my eyes
to the yellow door of the bookshop.
Help me when I ask. Don’t just pull me to the side-
walk away from the
CAR!
rushing down
MARKET STREET?
(if that’s …
Pickleball—an addictive mashup of tennis, badminton, and ping pong—is seemingly everywhere these days, and played by seemingly everyone.
There are now a whopping 4.8 million players in the U.S. (a number …
after Tommye Blount’s ‘The Suit’
Rookie, this shift blows–still, wear your tie, though
in time you’ll goddamn the Southside. Lord knows
I’ve spilled …
Six girls in as many months. Talk of Ouija boards, a ghost hand lifting them in turn to rope. How else could they read the air and think …
We think the ghosts will come to us as we sit in Kaitlyn’s car, once our car, on top of the man-made hill that houses the only mausoleum in Woodlawn …
‘I’m sorry. I haven’t done this before
and I’m quite nervous,’ he said,
folding himself into the suitcase.
‘Don’t worry,’ she said, ‘Take your time.
The whole town’s come to see …