by Adonis Diaz When your doctor tells you “It’s time to get back on an antidepressant” You begin to wonder What you did wrong You begin to ask yourself If you can remember a time Where you felt joy Or simply okay You wonder if there was ever a time that you didn’t hear a hollow symphony Of…
by Stuart Gunter We’re putting the world into our bodies. Food becomes who you are. – Rene Redzepi Every bite, every morsel becomes us, Mount Ararat into our mouths, our mother’s family tree our breakfast. The time we hiked into the Grand Canyon, laid claim to the first wet kiss…
by Stuart Gunter Written on the back of an old grocery list. Between Muriel Spark’s “The Goose” and Kestenbaum’s Subaru. Between being somewhere and going places. Now here: a poem within a poem, like a rose petal pressed in a Bible as a keepsake for a future art project using…