By Steven Croft Wants to believe kindness, its namesake, can still a morning rain of bombs, calm the lightning strike of artillery shells on cratered streets scorched hot and unlivable as the surface of the sun Wants to believe foresight will quiet the chainsaws' outcry against ancient trees in the last remaining rainforests, make abandoned [...]
By Gary Priest Fire makes us all believers. There's a unity in fear that allowed science and religion to merge into a rational hysteria that swept us all along on a wave of koala memes and apocalypse FOMO. The eco-inspired crimewave started in the mid 2020s. This was not just shutting down airport runways or [...]
By Julie Martin Ending with a line from Brooke Jarvis Footsteps churn sassafras, mud, and fern leaves into confetti in a continual cycle– germinate, thrive, die, decay, give way to new life. The hollowed log of a King Billy pine garlanded with moss and mist serves as a lair for the transverse stripes that radiate [...]
By Yvonne G Patterson eldritch energies twist and warp the skin of space, bend time, weave shields of plaited light, cloak the heart bodies orbit, surfing unleashed power’s vortex grasp at coloured baubles glittering in furnaces fuelled by matter’s dying screams dark theatres host phantasmic pageants vast auroras writhe upon the stage magicians’ spectral hands [...]
By Chris Collins ‘graves from which a glorious Phantom may Burst, to illumine our tempestuous day’ – P. B. Shelley, England in 1819 An orange light, pale, sickly, dying Chokes the sky, while it anaesthetises. Infected air, poisoned, thick and blinding, But smoke can’t shroud [...]
By Lynn Wagner Into light all things must fall, glad at last to have fallen while the crown fires burn and branches break, charred and brittled to the tall trees’ bones. Fall down from the sky fantails, so stumble purple swamphen along the shore. And day is night and ash is all while pyrocumulonimbus counterclockwise [...]
By Marcy Rae Henry In Himalayan India we used leaves buckets of water and our hands Best-selling tampons have applicators because Americans are afraid to touch themselves In Himalayan India we didn’t have tampons We used rags and pads but didn’t touch each other’s hands to say hello When wiping with leaves [...]
By Laura Grace Weldon Two penguin chicks are the only survivors of a 40,000 bird Antarctic colony. I imagine fuzzy hatchlings chirping for food till silent, scroll on to read about a dog taught to talk with an adaptive device. Stella, a mixed breed, already uses 29 words although her choices don’t include “why.” All [...]
By Mandy Brown When their skins have thinned with age, they will still tell the story: thirteen people suspended over Portland bridge to stop a Shell tanker. “I was one of them,” she will tell his children. “I regret nothing,” he will tell hers. Living sometimes means hanging at the end of a knot. Some [...]
By Laura King The tweets come to rest on his chest and shoulders as he gives a first-light audience to the Presidential roses. Last night’s dream still shimmers: a waterfall, biggest ever, in New York, backsplashed with diamonds, applauded by palms, lush as a vulva. He won’t say “climate change.” That would break the spell of [...]
By Corey Miller The entire world was transfixed by the TV. In all languages, the broadcasters described the atmosphere in the room. The camera zoomed in on the lucky woman chosen; next to her, a polished glass and a bottle of Coca Cola. All went quiet. Earth held its breath. The woman cracked the bottle [...]
By Willa Carroll Willa Carroll is the author of Nerve Chorus, one of Entropy magazine’s Best Poetry Books of 2018 and a SPD Bestseller. A finalist for The Georgia Poetry Prize, she was the winner of Tupelo Quarterly’s TQ7 Poetry Prize and Narrative magazine’s Third Annual Poetry Contest. Her poems have appeared in AGNI, LARB Quarterly Journal, The Rumpus, Tin House, and elsewhere. Video readings of [...]
By Carl Dimitri Carl Dimitri, a Providence, Rhode Island-based artist, is committed to drawing one cartoon a day until the Trump era is over. Carl has received fellowships in painting from the Vermont Studio Center and the Rhode Island State Council on the Arts. He was also elected in 2012 into The Drawing Center in New [...]
By John Linstrom The President announced we need to keep some carbon in the ground; he sounded sure, his raised and lowered index finger maybe mimicking an oil rig I’ve seen on my computer screen. I caught his talk distilled at first, a single image meme, hashtagged to my cell phone’s glowing face, the floating [...]
By Kit-Bacon Gressitt It’s eighth-grade writing class day and the weekly morning jaunt to my favorite little school, nestled in a rural Southern California valley. Here, the water table’s level prevents developers from bulldozing nurseries and groves, and there’s still a farmer’s grange. A canopy of Live Oaks shades my drive to the school, where [...]
