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Uncle Gerry has everything

Michael Prior

Rites

In the film I watch again and again, the ferryman rocks his oar

Ashley Varela

Whitetail

Remember last fall: the hunter’s moon

Rebecca Morton

Not Here

Eventually, the dinner party topic is ghost-animals

Prose

Polyphony

Text&Sketch Gallery

Edited by Ian Jackson

The world is filled with creativity. Whether between the pages of a book or within the walls of a museum, signs of humanity’s need to create are everywhere. Yet despite …

Essays

Mining for Black California Gold

Wendy M. Thompson

This is a poem but also evidence. What did we, the children and grandchildren of migrants, see and not see that wasn’t testimony?

Interviews

Interview// “Oh My God, My Lawn”: A Conversation with Nathan Hoks

by Jared Stanley

“Millipedes are so different from our own morphology. They move in such a strange way. So a millipede is not only a metaphor for the poem, but it’s something that moves in a way that feels uncanny. We move too, but not like that! A millepede darts very quickly—that’s the poetry mind leaping. Its defense mechanism is to spiral into itself—that’s the poem’s defense mechanism.”—Nathan Hoks

2026 James Welch Prize

We are delighted to feature our 2026 James Welch Prize winners and finalists in our online folio.

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Weekly Poem

If You Drive the Car You Become the Car