Thrilled to have three recent sonnets in Anti-Heroin Chic. Editor James Diaz wrote this about producing the issue in this trying time (globally but also personally):

And so when I tell you that the contributors in this issue kept me from going insane, I mean it. Not just in the work gathered here, which is a testament to how we make something beautiful and life-giving with all of that inexplicable moon-water running through us and ours, but in some of the vulnerable and heartbreaking private correspondences I received with these submissions as well that helped me to feel less alone in my own private Idaho of grief.

My poems can be read here—Tenet 3, Tenet 4, Tenet 5. Here’s a bit:

I stay between get and grief. Radiance
is a dream I had of light. Even now
the days are shaving themselves down, thinner
and thinner, a prepubescent autumn…

I wildly recommend the issue. There’s an urgency here I am proud to be a part of.