New poems by alumnus Eric Piller (poetry, ’12) appear online in H_NGM_N:

Poem

The plague has visited and the festival begun; the city’s boarded up

my house. Now “door” and “window” repeat like a song

sung to me once by a nurse. I wait for a change

of the guard.

 

I’m not going to write about you.

I’m going to write about the weather.

Outside, it’s hot. Inside, it’s cool.

It’s humid, because I’m weeping!…

Continue reading online.

 

The Book of Ours

I love the steady

rhythm of analog clocks

but to buy an an-

alog clock today would

seem so quaint so

I bought an analog

clock and hid

the face under

electrical tape I am

gaslighting…

Continue reading online.

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