Finalist for the 2014 Walrus Poetry Prize Our riot grrrl group, Gretel Berserk, is on the growl, a reunion howl hitting every swamp. Our music is a bolt of raw …

Finalist for the 2014 Walrus Poetry Prize Our hero runs the beach—he’s ex-police— he reads the idiot books—All you need to know to seem a Soviet submariner—so longfully— if you …

Finalist for the 2014 Walrus Poetry Prize Through the foyer of The Carlyle, playing dress-up in my knockoff goddess garments, open as a mother, as the gala fills with gods …

Finalist for the 2014 Walrus Poetry Prize What next? When I was half the age I am now, I watched a man pick blackberries in brambles across the road. Juice …

Winner of the 2014 Walrus Poetry Prize Pine plosives, alveolar carpentry: my life, lived like an elaborate glove. Tilt my head, a pale seashell scribed by lathe, and listen to …