Issue 8 - Third Point Press

by dylan krieger orlan or what little lamb electrified by elective procedures jigsaw muzzle mosaic nymph myth venus europa

by Amorak huey I do not want to write a poem about a tyrant. A tyrant is not a poem.

by christopher m. drew 1. Dormancy The doctor thinks that I’m shrinking. I step off the scales and perch on

BY PAOLA FERRANTE On Friday the 13th I could have been Sandra Dier, lips gashed up like Marilyn’s in six shades

BY RENOIR GAITHER The moon moves in the lining of your skin ~Pablo Neruda The skin I’m in warmed Ticonderoga

BY SARA RYAN TASMANIAN TIGER when the odds are 1 in 1.6 trillion, prove them wrong. flash your stripes in

BY BETH GILSTRAP AND JIM WARNER Dischord No. 15 You ride four hours to Appalachia in the back of a

by Alison Leigh Lilly It’s embarrassing how much I love each one of them. For instance, take the girl in college

by Jennifer Martelli The first shouldered the new moon sky. The second was a single blue oculus on the tail of

BY TODD DILLARD FAT BOY The body is a treasure map which is why my nails carve exes across

BY DANTE DOUGLAS WE ALL HAVE TO COME HOME SOMEDAY I learned I was black the same way that I

by julian k. jarboe The first nice thing I ever did to my body was tear it open. Before then,