I’ve witnessed our pup’s prolonged, soft wailing on only two occasions. The first was on his initial evening away from his mother and littermates, nestled…
Kimberly Ann Southwick is an Aries with a Capricorn Moon & Ascendant. She is the founder & editor in chief of the literary arts journal…
When writing a series of poems about toxic masculinity’s impact on climate change, I conceived of a nameless character simply referred to as “the hooligan”—a…
You know what it’s like. Salt Solutions. Buffers. Relationships. Whatever works.
This poem was written after I moved overseas for the second time and was feeling very uprooted. I had a file on my computer of…
CONGRATS TO THE OCEAN STATE REVIEW’S 2024 PUSHCART PRIZE NOMINEES The Ocean State Review wants to congratulate our 2024 Pushcart Prize nominees: Poetry: Jami Macarty,…
Deep pandemic days, fans blowing, windows open, temperatures checked, hands clean, my students masked or streaming little squares on my laptop, I taught Keats as…
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…