I have seen Twin Peaks exactly once in my life, in an apparition of a sunroom. ◊ It was like watching dust settle, how bored I was, piecing together why I was here and what I wanted and what this would mean to me in the end. ◊ The hot itch of orange tweed against the backs of my legs, an irritating...
Reviewed by Kegan McFadden Keith Garebian, Stay (JLRB Press, 2024), 85 pp., $19.99. There are books you encounter, on occasion, that leave space for you… space where it can feel like you’re living alongside the poet, their accumulated line breaks and stanzas brush up against your own memories, so...
I am become my grandfather’s ghost: Crumbs over the kitchen sink into eternity The children of hunger, The Daughters Insomniac, Nobody ever loved you like a good pot of stew. My grandfather wore a messenger Hat, a black leather jacket. He is alive now, like a ghost; I, his cool fibers...
The common loon has four calls—the tremolo, the yodel, the wail, and the hoot. Each call communicates an emotion, a desire, or a warning. When I return to Wisconsin, the place where I grew up and the place where my grandpa’s family has lived and died for generations, I listen to the loons calling...
Plenitude Magazine is currently seeking permanent, part-time editors for two positions: Associate Poetry Editor Associate Prose Editor The candidate will work with our current editors to oversee the regular online publication of poetry and prose from prominent and up-and-coming LGBTQ2s+ authors...
Angelic Goldsky (also known as angelic vers) is a queer/trans poet working at the crossroads of diasporic lineage repair, queer world-building, angel-wrestling and complex trauma timeline healing through musicality, rhythm, clown-foolery and playful devotion. Their poem Trans Scripts of Crisis is...
