Interviews and Features

Before You Drown Your Own Fool Self: Survival in Kendra Allen’s The Collection Plate
Each poem, a tributary that flows across the page in form or a tribute to those that did not survive.


Sugar Rush/Sugar Crash/ The Lists are listless
Imagine eyes that peer past the pall and beyond

Mother/Casting Love Spells on Friday between 10 and 11pm/ANYWAY
He haunts the life I see for myself

The Brick mason and Rance Allen (Monroe, Michigan)
It was huge. It was too big to grow, but I grew it anyway.

can you hear them?
I wonder if the rooms will tell us to shut up one day with all the noise we be makin’.