“Daughters” seeks to ask of happiness its place, its time, its purpose—Alexis Sears rides her poem through a cascade of softly touching subjects with the ease of a long downhill road, coming to rest in an a field of evergreen.…
We’re so proud to share some insight into the lives and hearts of today’s poets with our Poet In The Mirror series. This week, Jihyun Yun—author of the new Some Are Always Hungry (winner of the 2019 Prairie Schooner Prize…
Black Lives Matter. We must all do what we can, one individual choice at a time, to dismantle white supremacy—in our selves, our relationships, our communities, and our institutions. Frontier stands in unrelenting support of the protestors demanding change—we send…
Black Lives Matter. We must all do what we can, one individual choice at a time, to dismantle white supremacy—in our selves, our relationships, our communities, and our institutions. Frontier stands in unrelenting support of the protestors demanding change—we send…
Naima Tokunow‘s powerful meditation on Black life in America is necessary reading right now. Shadow Black is free, it’s digital, it’s yours to share. Read the chapbook now. SYNOPSIS Naima Yael Tokunow’s Shadow Black, chosen by Jericho Brown as…
Black Lives Matter. We must all do what we can, one individual choice at a time, to dismantle white supremacy—in our selves, our relationships, our communities, and our institutions. Frontier stands in unrelenting support of the protestors demanding change—we send…
Naima Tokunow‘s powerful meditation on Black life in America is necessary reading right now. Shadow Black is free, it’s digital, it’s yours to share. Read the chapbook now. SYNOPSIS Naima Yael Tokunow’s Shadow Black, chosen by Jericho Brown as…
As a platform for emerging poets, our mission is to provide practical help for serious writers. The community lifts itself up together or not at all. In that light, we’ve been asking some great editors from around the literary community…
Max Lasky’s new poem, “Bad Aesthetic,” lands like granite, like stone. “for the fifteen minutes you were dead,” the poem explains—it’s all burning, the funeral is near, but still the fireflies go. Bad Aesthetic Helpless on the carpet, harmed…
Fam, times are weird—so many of us have to figure out new ways of doing old things. Book launches, an established feature of our wonderful community of writers, have been particularly hard hit, and we’d love to make room for…
