Kaveh Akbar

UNTITLED WITH HUNGER AND MATCHHEADS Kaveh Akbar is the founding editor of Divedapper. His poems appear recently or soon in The New Yorker, Poetry, Ploughshares, APR, Tin House, and elsewhere. His debut full-length collection, Calling a Wolf a Wolf, will be published by Alice James Books in September 2017; he is also the author of the chapbook Portrait of the Alcoholic. The recipient of a … Continue reading Kaveh Akbar

Two Poems by Raji Bathish

                                        translated by Suneela Mubayi     Maybe, were I to die   You will cry alone, a little between a ski holiday and a wine party so that your tears fall on your pristine, sterilized dining table and you do not find dust to dance with You cry a lot and remember me a little in permitted doses that are not harmful you remember how … Continue reading Two Poems by Raji Bathish

Two Poems by Audrey Zee Whitesides

  Play Mimics Life Manifesto   Play on the wood with superiority physical faith after fashion Play on the air without risk Play mimics life, and all play that is mimics life between mailboxes really differences
Faith serials haze into haze while our loving room resembles a zoo 
Play mimics life
I swear more than clothes
A novelty song after myth think aspiration, time for pleasure Play on … Continue reading Two Poems by Audrey Zee Whitesides

Kenyatta JP Garcia

Kenyatta JP Garcia is the author of This Sentimental Education, ROBOT and Playing Dead. They are also an editor at Horse Less Review where their work was also featured. But, if life was a bit different, they’d be the leader of the Brotherhood of Evil mutants. Instead they have a degree in linguistics and write poetry while doing their best to pretend that Upstate NY … Continue reading Kenyatta JP Garcia

Kay Ulanday Barrett

  Right to release   For the longest time, I dreaded bathrooms, the bleach singing nostrils, I pictured my brown mama in every white person’s house, scrubbing tile making what other people took for granted, shine.   In airports, I clench my bladder. in public anywhere, I hold it until a 3rd floor walk up can turn bloody.   There’s a story every trans person … Continue reading Kay Ulanday Barrett

Sophie Robinson

  SOCIAL FABRIC   AN EDITED VERSION OF THE WORLD     NO BIRDS IN THE TREES NO PEOPLE   NO WEEPING NO CLAWING BACK YOUR HAIR   NO PLUNGING IN TO BLACK LAKES   NO MAKING A SPORT OF YOURSELF   NO SIGH IN THE NIGHT NO PHOTOGRAPH OF FUN   NO SUNRAY SPLAYING OUT OF YOUR HEAD   NO GRASS BETWEEN YOUR TOES … Continue reading Sophie Robinson