Sam Taylor White Trash Walking toward the river, I saw— well, I didn’t know what I saw. I’d never seen so many—how many? ten? twelve?—snowy egrets at once, in a single tree overhanging the river, then realized it must be trash of some kind as if from...
PROGRAMMED Carlina Duan it’s in the way the light moves, the doctor explains, as wài pó’s eyes follow ours in the summer room, as her legs droop over a wooden chair, dressed in the cotton pants we placed her in, her chin going soft against our...
Rewriting the Technicolor Narrative: A Review of Sally Wen Mao’s Oculus Dorothy Chan Minneapolis, MN: Graywolf Press, 2019. 119 pages. $16.00 Sex. Surveillance. Survival. Sally Wen Mao’s second poetry collection, Oculus takes the reader on a cinematic passage from...