Truth or Play
byIt’s sometimes true that poets who write with more abstraction, or at least with a greater theoretical bent, get charged with solipsism; we’re not…
It’s sometimes true that poets who write with more abstraction, or at least with a greater theoretical bent, get charged with solipsism; we’re not…
Our interviews editor Esteban Rodriguez talks with Rosebud about her favorite musicians, identity, the place and purpose of literature in today’s socio-political landscape, and…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] How is it possible to write the end of the world? But even this question already reveals an anthropocentric bias. The world, after…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Reading M. Stone’s limited-edition chapbook In Wildness and Knox Gardner’s full-length, collaborative art text Woodland alongside each other recalled for me Georgia O’Keeffe’s…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] In life we find there are moments that often elude language. We may remember specific events and places with the utmost clarity months…
Table, 2 After Milosz An empty table, an empty tavern, that image haunts her departure. Everything else is cheap silverware, finger-marked wine stems. Like…
Cave Cricket Belly-up, splay-legged, bow-backed to the things in the dark: my mother will die, my father, my kid. Licked with dread. What I…
What is the process we go through to understand someone or something with a fundamentally different consciousness from ours? This is the question I…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] The light that hummed in the amniotic sea The algae that latticed itself into Tokyo-sized mats in the shallows The moment the world…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Tree Stories Her small leaves yellowed at the first touch of chill. Then as the northern wind roamed waking the hairs on the…