I lost someone I loved very much. One of the last meals we ever had together was homemade potato soup. The roof of his attic…
The feet are earth And transform Fear into power. The legs are fire And transform anger Into power.
I had already been wrangling with the urge to write about Tiresias as a trans/gender non-conforming figure. The two ideas merged in this poem, which…
“While Thinking of Another’s Suffering” is one of seventy poems written for my first collection about an Angolan woman named Angela who arrived in Jamestown,…
Jane Satterfield’s newest collection of poems, The Badass Brontës, reimagines the lives of Charlotte, Emily, and Anne Brontë, nineteenth-century sisters and authors who published under…
Sum Ledger is a powerful and wide-ranging meditation — via a dazzling array of poetic forms and sources — on money, class, and poverty, that…
My family left Odesa, Ukraine, in 1991, shortly before I turned nine and the Soviet Union collapsed. We came straight to Los Angeles, with only…
“Soft Kitchen with Tea Towel and Flames” was written across several years and spaces, its “you” shifting and slipping each time I thought I might…
I don’t want to suggest that what motivated me to write a sequence of poems (including “Captainlainberg”) came as part of some orderly process. As…
While “Dance of the Grove Boar” is inspired by Butoh, an experimental form of dance theater in Japan, the piece is neither Ekphrastic nor Didactic.…