Two Poems
byTable, 2 After Milosz An empty table, an empty tavern, that image haunts her departure. Everything else is cheap silverware, finger-marked wine stems. Like…
Spring 2019
Three Poems
byCave 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…
Panthalassa
by[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…
All Their Moments Together
by[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…
Ash Wednesday, Offshore
by[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] We cordoned the bay from the ocean and it did not contain the spill. O God, who created the earth, We used napalm…
Three Poems
by[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Chorus Frog The season of cracking open, bloodroot, egg strings. My grandmother chops the cloddy ground. Many years without him. Onion sets, new…
The Earth, The Body
bySandy Coomer is a visual artist and poet living in Brentwood, TN. Below, she shares her thoughts on acrylic pour painting and how it…
Two Poems
by[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Walking the Arroyo I kneel at the altar of stone, quartz-veined and creek-cut to trace volcanic memories. The urgency of cicadas sings through…
Boxed World
byWilliam D. Hicks is a photographer who lives in Chicago. These works explore the interrelationship between natural subjects and technology. In Night Lights, the leafless…
Letter From The Editor
byOur social media editor Hilary Scheppers reflects on the importance of renewal and recommitment as an ongoing eco–spiritual practice. Amidst the dense layers of…