Michael Mlekoday: The Dead Eat Everything, Including this Review

First course: some “bathtub gin,” Baba’s dice left on the kitchen table, all the malt liquor poured out for loved ones. Second course: the roughage of “every page of the bible” to cleanse the pallet. The main course, the whole enchilada: “a city so ruined, it is perfect” with julienned pit bull—a mornay of “gunmetal … Continue reading Michael Mlekoday: The Dead Eat Everything, Including this Review

If Noelle Kocot Were Looking For A Noelle Kocot, She Would First Have To Fly To Noelle Kocot.

If New Jersey were the universe, Noelle Kocot would be its soul. No, wait. If Noelle Kocot were the universe, her soul would be in New Jersey and her toes in the sea, settling down a hurricane. Better yet, if Noelle Kocot controlled the galaxy, Soul in Space (Wave Books), her latest poetry collection, would … Continue reading If Noelle Kocot Were Looking For A Noelle Kocot, She Would First Have To Fly To Noelle Kocot.

Orlando Ricardo Menes: New Fetish, Old Furia

By Poetry Co-Editor Elizabeth Petersen The best feeling an editor can have is the satisfaction of a great catch. Orlando Ricardo Menes is that big fish. “Way back” in 2005, Sycamore’s Winter/Spring Issue 17.1 featured three poems by Menes (“Mythopoesis,” “Coolie,” “Pharmacopeia,” and “Drought in Havana”) that would go on to appear in Furia (Milkweed … Continue reading Orlando Ricardo Menes: New Fetish, Old Furia