Our August issue features poems about places and experiences that make us question who we are. In “Days of a Thousand Weathers I: An
the day after you died i found your note pls get creamer – xo friends… logistics… funeral… then alone with your ghost hi! leave
A room lined with books and old theater seats, a velvet curtain, the red cabaret with the candles and kitsch. Of leaving that city.
Today, looking down, I watch the area around my shoes while I walk. I see an interesting leaf, a label from a bright energy