Harp & Altar
POETRY
Edmond Caldwell

Susan Daitch

Luca Dipierro

Craig Foltz

A.D. Jameson

Matthew Kirkpatrick

Azareen Van der Vliet Oloomi

"The shadow peels itself off"
Ana Božičević

The shadow peels itself off

the wall and addresses you.

 

Or you wake up to

a barely-there earthquake. Siren. Echoing against the hills.

 

Pls. not to make snow my bed.

Not that I’m scared of the congregation—

 

but the thing behind it: that

black-handled baglady

hanging by nail off

 

Nope.    In the evening juice

squeeze out 10 lemons

 

and walk all night.

 

Empty bowels into the pot

and look for stones.

 

What here, in the suburbs?

Yeeees grasshopper.

 

. . . and look under the stones.