New Story in the Nest by Janelle Greco
“I cupped it in my hands as if it were an egg or a small flower and peeked through
my fingers just to be sure. It felt like hundreds of eyelashes fanning my palms.” From “cabbage white”
New Poems in the Nest by Carlie Hoffman
“the voice is speaking, though only the wind / motions toward me.”
From New World
“I plant a tree with the certainty my brother will reemerge from beneath the sea— / How many metaphors less damaging for escaping?”
From Myth of Icarus as Girl, Leaving
New Poems in the Nest
“"i let it drown, you know. sometimes / i don’t care what the ringing / means.” from “#17”
By ceara margaret hennessey
“"kissing those tender-most junctures— / the ones implying permanence.” from “our moment under the sun” By Kelsey L. Smoot
New Poems in the Nest
”plastic bags about to burst with empty / bottles and recyclables. / I think of my mother as a child.”
from “What One Does for a Living” By Lorenzo
“Have you ever pulled into the driveway / of a waiting house? An entire house waiting for you?”
from “Location, location, location” By Maria Santa Poggi
Read both poems here.
New Poems in the Nest
“I’ve sat still, hunched / my nails like / animal deep ragged moons..”
from “Swamp Molly”
“Lately, I’ve been feeling like Jesus’s sister. / Who knew that Jesus even had a sister?"
from “Driving Poem”