The editors of Cider Press Review are delighted to be able to announce our nominations for the 2016 Pushcart Prize.
When we talk about failure, I know there’s a daughter, a son, a banner of damp hills and each door to a farmhouse well-proportioned.
To dust, I think and can’t stop thinking. Orchid bulb, blue bonnet— was I, like other things that bud from the earth, born with
the first time you open the baobab trunk by yourself you don’t remember what to look for in snaps of dry wood your ivory