So excited to share with you the 1st place winner of the 2020 Frontier Industry Prize, selected by Daniel Slager, Peter LaBerge, and Carmen Giménez Smith! Please enjoy this stunner by Michelle Phương Ting, who takes home the $3000 prize.…
Read MoreWe’re all very excited to share with you the winners of the 2020 Frontier Industry Prize, selected by Daniel Slager, Peter LaBerge, and Carmen Giménez Smith. Today, we have a new poem by Chaun Ballard. Stay tuned for our winner…
Read MoreWe’re all very excited to share with you the winners of the 2020 Frontier Industry Prize, selected by Daniel Slager, Peter LaBerge, and Carmen Giménez Smith. Today, we have “Bad Dream with My Grandmother’s Stroke” by Adedayo Agarau. Stay tuned…
Read MoreMae Ramirez is a talent to watch—her “migraineurs” reaches into your scalp and pulls out a new name for god with each handful of hair. migraineurs momma pulls my hair so hard i can hear the world in misty shards…
Read MoreTo survive is to make a dart of your own name, Janiru Liyanage argues. A thing to make the mouth bleed: survival. “unravel the thin parish of my mouth,” begs the Litany for Our Survival, “this whole gospel.” Litany…
Read More“I wanted to become brutish,” Austin Tucker’s speaker says, and in today’s chaotic reality, who is above disagreeing? Who is above, “Self-Portrait as a Personal Statement” seems to ask, reattaching themselves to life by whatever means necessary? Self-Portrait as…
Read MoreGrace H. Zhou’s “magical dark” exists on the tension between the fairy tales we tell ourselves and the truth of how we treat our most vulnerable—”truth is a screw in the wood / of time,” she says, and she means…
Read MorePerry Janes reaches right into our technology-soaked bodies and unearths the flesh that aches for air, the “Fat tumor blooming below the shoulder/ that I kiss to keep well-loved / and benign.” A scroll, a techno-consummation manifesto lit by hundreds of individual…
Read MoreWe’re all aching for a poem of transformation to wash over the world—may Megan Bontrager’s “MAJOR ARCANA IN THE AUTHUMN-DARK” be it’s guide and proclaimer. MAJOR ARCANA IN THE AUTUMN-DARK …
Read MoreJonathan Andrew Pérez’s lates is a poem for “another hot summer.” With prophetic spirit, “When They Come as They Must” delivers a rallying call for the seething, the unheard. I Can’t Breathe: When They Come As They Must When they…
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