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Poetry Issue #72

Ode to Avocado  My dear alligator pear, you fickle berry fruit. To bow to your every whim is pure devotion. Neither Dionysus nor Pomona could cherish your unpretentious grassy undertones so. When I peel your pebbled skin, green petals curl at my feet, and I exhume paper-husk flakes encasing the seed where carotenoids dwell. I […]

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Poetry Issue #71

Dyspnea   1. HOME I breathe in the heavy summer, heavy with the scent of young jasmine blossoms, heavy with gunfire. 24th Street is the deep red of teenagers’ bodies. And my mother’s brother is one of them. It is the same red that flowers from the robes of monks face down in the rivers, […]

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Poetry Issue #70

Orphaned i. I searched for your yellow bodies, your cup-shaped nest in which you tried to raise your babies – four, now scattered in the grass. A fifth, nearby, on the sidewalk; its body melting into the concrete. ii. You were new parents. Maybe not first-timers, but these chicks – not even two weeks old: […]

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Poetry Issue #68

AT THE POETRY READING I read the poem about my mother to my mother’s face. In the car, on the interstate, in her 2006 Black Honda Pilot, she says you made me look horrible. She says what an undeserving child. She tells me to feel ashamed. We eat burgers and sea salt fries and drink […]

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Double Hashbrowns, Triple Smothered, Triple Covered: On Roller Skating, Waffle House, and Authentic Insight in Poetry

An Interview with Featured Poet Mandy Shunnarah By Poetry Editor Jonah Meyer The poems are everywhere. I just try to be observant so I’ll notice them when they come knocking and can write them down before they go off to somewhere else. –Mandy Shunnarah What was it like growing up in Alabama as you did, […]

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Poetry Issue #67

my lover is left-handed I read poems about death & think of my lover. Susan Browne wrote, “2500 left-handed people are killed annually from using right-handed products.”(1) My lover is left-handed. He could be one of them. The man already wears a CPAP, chokes nuggets of pills for diabetes at 38. Where’s the fairness in […]

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No Poet an Island: Weightlessness and Freedom in Words, Shaping a Beautiful Universe

An Interview with Featured Poet Gospel Chinedu By Poetry Editor Jonah Meyer “When a story is told, there’s this weightlessness and freedom from within. Poetry is the medium by which I unweight myself from a whole lot happening in and around me.” –Gospel Chinedu Why do you write poetry? Writing, beyond the scope of being just […]

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The Divinity of Dogs

An Interview with Laura Perkins by Madeline DeLuca The impending apocalypse gave me room to explore a more sentimental, tender story of what it means to love someone, how difficult it can be to give and receive love. I was especially interested in the love we think we’re not supposed to feel, a love that […]

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Poetry Issue #66

Rhapsody of Icarus where Daedalus is an Orchardman He believed in miracles. He buried a mustard seed in the earth,& watered it every morning & night. For days. & months. &years. & from every seed, there wasa tree. Then, a grove. Then, gravity pulled fruits off their branches. Then, his son, off the branch of a healthy oak tree. The […]

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Poetry Issue #65

last payphone in times square she came up to my eye. i asked to borrow a pen. people attend the removal of the last payphone in times square.  i wrote her number in a note- book stained into lines. a power saw is used for the phone. eulogies are said. first time i called set […]

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Poetry Issue #64

Sonia This is a poem about enlightenment. No, I lied. It’s probably just a poem about Sonia the concierge, but I’ll let you be the judge of that. Sonia is a mystery to me. One day I noticed she was wearing a silver necklace with a Sanskrit symbol on it. There were two swirled, rolling letters. Maybe OM. So Sonia does yoga, I thought, […]

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Poetry Issue #63

Few Exceptions Unaccustomed to my vacant life, I come slowlyuntetheredas if treading on birds. We are imperfectinstruments—I make up my mindto read Ulysses out of spite, again,and pay to spend time in a greenhouse,ironically.Under its ribs, which pushinto the sky,the mist falls across my face, hissing.The fronds of an overgrown cabbagecup my head from above,as […]

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Poetry Issue #62

March Spring wets us with longing.Pale bloom, green fuzz. Mossgrowing in the cracks betweeneverything. Wearing the rainon our faces. This, right now,is the best part: the opening.Thin spray of pink light,I’m opening with you.I’m dew and I’m honey on breadand I’m singing along to the wordsI remember and humming thoseI long ago forgot. Nobody grievesthe […]

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Poetry Issue #61

Breathing America Brown Dad flooded the house with English;  it swept through the open front and back doors  and trickled in through drafty windowsills.  He stored it in the cabinets and refrigerator  to pour out in the face of want. Sentences were broken: no English, no eat.   Brown Dad understood a human body, like […]

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Poetry Issue #60

Regarding Cairns                           In the beak year                of bird,                      we observe              bird—             though some, fashioned                    by man, stone-birds                         not flying.                   So instead, I pray and gift                     such a peach-blossom                         morning to my brother,              together with this […]

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Poetry Issue #59

The Best in the Midwest There’s a town in Indiana called Liminality. I’ve never been. Liminality is the name above the bank, the name crowning the post office. The school, the police station, the church. The diner, famous for its hash browns, The Best in the Midwest! Letters arrive in Liminality from elsewhere and disappear. They […]

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Poetry Issue #58

The Penitent Kneels in Rubble What he couldn’t say: That he’d been swallowed whole and couldn’t see a way out. That faith is a useless weapon against falling sky. The weight of heaven, too great. That he could see himself fading, was almost invisible in the mirror of Room 214 of the Grantmoor Motor Lodge. […]

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Aakriti Karun & Anukriti Srivastava: Poetry Comics

Poetry Comics—How Form Complements Material An interview with collaborators Aakriti Karun and Anukriti Srivastava by Kristin LaFollette, Art Editor of Mud Season Review Find their art in the issue here. “It was a crazy game of guessing what she could’ve been thinking when she wrote the poem.” —Anukriti Srivastava In my time as Art Editor at […]

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The Take: Bill Glose

Road Trip to Duke                  by Bill Glose Not once on the long trip down do we mention our motive, the manila-enveloped passenger in back, the magnetically-resonanced images and sheaf of medical assessments. We play games instead, racing through alphabets, cataloguing state slogans, slug-bugging a shoulder now and then. A Virginia sign proclaims This county invented […]

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Poetry Issue #57

It Was Not Midnight, It Was Not Raining Let’s call this our sixth anniversary. Yes, we married last January but six years ago drank our first pints together—the two of us at Kelly’s swiveling on corner stools, talking Beckett and Bashō like we knew something. It was Halloween. We met a man named Elvis though […]

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Poetry Issue #51

To Drink

By Tomas Nieto

 

The raft of my two hands/
slide together, knuckle to knuckle,/
buckling. The cool water collects/
in the center. I lift this small sea…
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Poetry Issue #50

Ennui for Scenes Garnered While In Bed

By Chinua Ezenwa-Ohaeto

 

Are all of us birds enough?/
There is a glowing kindness in my eyes if you look well./
I don’t want to be that boy imprisoned by conscience…
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Molasses and then Fracture

Grier Martin interviews
Karthik Sethuraman

 

Poetry associate editor Grier Martin recently had this exchange with Issue #48 featured poet Karthik Sethuraman. Here’s what Karthik had to say about translating literature, the creation of his chapbook, his approach to editing, and more… 
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Poetry Issue #48

After Waking

By Karthik Sethuraman

 

Flame, hushed to embers, exhaled into a final/syllable of smoke. Can I call this a prayer? A wet/wick, sesame oil, matches under straw, and/when I lock the door to the house, I remind myself…
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Poetry Issue #47

Language

By Nadia Alexis

 

The ocean swallowed a father./My father’s father whole. His father ate/ too many hearts of chicken & women. He ate/his children. My father, one of them./By the time my mother & father walked…
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