Spotlight: Mel Dunn
Potpourri • When I Worked at a Dry Cleaners I Wore Gloves
Personal Pronouns
Precious Rubbish: Post-Election
Still Life/Wallpaper: Paintings
Dear Memphis poems
And They Said It Would Be Divine
On Race and Small Talk with the Neighbors
Participant | Observer
Passing: A Softball Tale
If I were any more ambidextrous I’d slap my own ass left handed • Ain’t dere no more
The Space Without Name
Women in the Sun
Electrician’s Litany
like [my] mother, like me
