Poetry |
“No One Wants Them”
Poetry |
“Namaz”
Fiction |
“My Life in Animals”
“When I woke with unspeakable fear in the middle of the night, Elizabeth came close and told me stories of the cats in the woods and how they were protecting me.”
Poetry |
“Infusion: Round IV”
Poetry |
“Carrying Off the Ravens”
Poetry |
“Of Lunar Note”
Fiction |
“Pierogi”
“I say, my mother is currently playing the part of a cool pal — not asking too many questions — whereas once, she said of herself: grandparent TBD.”
Poetry |
“The Guardian” and “In a Minute”
Essay |
“On Place”
“When we say place, we often mean space. A space for this life. Elbow room. A room of one’s own. Sometimes a transit space. Between habitats, natural or alien. Littoral zone. Comfort zone.”
Poetry |
“The Arborists”
Interview |
Food, Drink & Poetry: A Conversation with Emily O’Neill
“I think of the emotional connection between big life events and food, like — what was I eating when my dad died? Was I eating when my dad died? Or what do you eat when you break up with someone, or what do you eat when you’re depressed?”