The girlz queen out with Kathy Fagan who joins for the Breaking Form Interview!Support Breaking Form by reviewing the show on Apple Podcasts here.Aaron's STOP LYING is available from the Pitt Poetry S...

Kortney Morrow is the author of Run It Back (Saturnalia Books, 2026). She lives in Cleveland where she is the Program Director of the Anisfield-Wolf Book Awards—the nation’s only prize dedicated …

Episode 724 of The Drunken Odyssey, your favorite podcast about creative writing and literature, is available on Apple podcasts, Spotify, or click here to stream (right click to download, if that’s…

The rule change ends a safeguard that had been in place for 50 years and could hasten the demise of imperiled animals.

my hair thin, parentheses around a mouth that could be my mother's: Unbecoming,

An indefinite walk through a long icy underpass, a bus elapsing at a velocity that seems to deform the flank’s advertisement, the large faces of the ad’s…

Mahmoud Khilla managed to find the remains of two relatives but he is still digging through the rubble for his wife and children. “We will continue and we will find them,” he said.

A dazzling meditation on the limits of life from a poet whose “mind is endless with depth and truth” (Brenda Shaughnessy)., The Unbecoming, Poems, Kathy Fagan, 9781324131397

Just before the turn at the end of line eight, the hunter’s breath gives out, becomes general: wind from a net.

Exclusive: The award-winning Indian novelist warns that the world is on the brink of nuclear calamity and economic collapse, and laments her own government's gutlessness.

"Maybe the unknown still loves me. Maybe it wants me dead."

We mailed ourselves the moonstones home.Ten pounds of them, a private beachThat cuts and cuts and cuts the feet.Where all babies are born, but not any of

"What made me fill myself with me so squarely?"

Dear, I wished you heavens. / If not heavens, earths.

With a wind, they flare and falter, wobble and toss; but if it's still they steer between the kite sticks of the Southern Cross, receding, dwindling,…

The best ones / I ever ate I ate / that summer,

The hyacinth wild on my shoulder, My mouth on the dew of your thighs

One bridge and then another over the fisherman’s net / of steel water and high, secreting grasses.

Kathy Fagan’s seventh collection, The Unbecoming, is forthcoming from W.W. Norton in Autumn 2026. Her 2022 collection, winner of PSA’s William Carlos Williams Poetry Prize, is Bad Hobby (Milkweed), av...

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The new policy is one of several in response to a state law that aims to eliminate any mention of diversity, equity and inclusion at public universities.