where foxes say goodnight

Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib, from “And What Good Will Your Vanity Be When The Rapture Comes”

Julianna Bibor

erin lecount, sweet fruit

Nicolas Bruno, The Embellished Collection

Speef is real to me. I'm sorry for that.

This is insane, right? There's nothing meaningful about whether a digraphic vowel uses two different letters or the same one twice, and as far as I can tell the sounds represented by -ee- and -oo- are totally arbitrary. This isn't written down anywhere and nobody teaches it to second-language learners, it's just this vague vibe you acquire from immersion. What the hell happened there

Mary Oliver, “Swimming, One Day in August”

Diane Seuss, from Modern Poetry [ID’d]

Ocean Vuong, Night Sky With Exit Wounds

Clare Caulfield

exile by Carolyn Forché