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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 26/07/2026
"You’re the side that enters The throat, the bed of the mouth. Take As long as you need. There’s sleep in the Back on the edge of the knife..." Gabriella Kamran
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"Slice" by Gabriella Kamran
The palm and the fist and the knife in theFist of the hand. You’re the side that entersThe throat, the bed of the mouth. TakeAs long as you need. There’s sleep in theBack on the edge of the knife.…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 26/07/2026
"Remember how you used to say “Hit me” when you knew you’d done something wrong? You’d flex your stomach so, you said, it wouldn’t hurt..." Nadia Kalman
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"The Problem With Becoming A Bear" by Nadia Kalman
You have to first take out your gutsso that it has a place to goBut then, what happens if it doesn’t grow?The bear gets stuck at cubthe hollow stays,the bear claws air.Remember how you used to say…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 26/07/2026
"I wrote a poem about my mother... about the chasm between us, and my futile attempts to connect with her. My writing group said it was too short. They wanted me to fill empty spaces, expand emotions, include more... I wanted to bang my head on the table. Elissa Matthews
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"Halfway" by Elissa Matthews
I wrote a poem about my mother—more specifically, about the chasm between us, andmy futile attempts to connect with her. My writing group said it was too short. They wanted meto fill the empty…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 25/07/2026
"Tangled knees dizzy me past the dunes, sharp grasses whistle cuts into my sand-blasted calves. I’m burning skin for paper things out here..." Leelah Holmes
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"Chase The Thought" by Leelah Holmes
Tangled knees dizzy mepast the dunes, sharp grasses whistlecuts into my sand-blasted calves.I’m burning skin for paper things out here,flicking sand after copper shavings.Monarchs open & close their…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 25/07/2026
"What’s that buzz as if paper being cut when I exit the house to fetch some lunch? I look up to spot a dragonfly winging against the wood-topped carport. " GH Mosson
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"At Lunch I Freed A Dragonfly" by G.H. Mosson
What’s that buzz as if paper being cutwhen I exit the house to fetch some lunch?I look up to spot a dragonflywinging against the wood-topped carport.I reach for my rake, with plastic tongs,to nudge…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 25/07/2026
"In the dream / I’m all hallways / windows where the doors should be / behind distorted glass / memories / all my shit / got miscoded / strobe light nervous system / blinking Christmas light " response Alannah Hensley
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"The Body Is A Temporary Dwelling" by Alannah Hensley
In the dream / I’m all hallways / windows where the doors should be / behind distorted glass /memories / all my shit / got miscoded / strobe light nervous system / blinking Christmas lightresponse /…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 25/07/2026
"Someone tells her her son now has a daughter of his own, a two-year-old, but no one brings her to visit grandmother. She has no girl to inherit her rings one day. What did he name her, she wonders. " Zehra Habib
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"Estrangement" by Zehra Habib
I. A woman sharpens a knife along the bottom of a mug, then pares away the hard brown root beneath an onion. She thinks of when her son first began to toddle and discovered the kitchen. He opened…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 25/07/2026
"....we could have yelled our love as cheers circling the stadium. Ribboned new relationship...." Chidiebube onye Okohia
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"What Could Have Been in Anfield" by Chidiebube onye Okohia
we could have yelled our love as cheerscircling the stadium. Ribbonednew relationship. Our energiesfollowing each player to the Kop end.and we could have binged highlightsof what-a-great-chancethat…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 25/07/2026
"God was a sonnet you could stumble into, or how enlightenment was the volta neither of us was prepared for? " --Adam Gianforcaro
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Two poems by Adam Gianforcaro
Abecedarian as Ars Poetica Already this feels too much. The way a line can break anywhere. Here even, if we aren’t careful. Too often I’m caught off guard, havingdropped suddenly from the place I was…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 23/07/2026
"This could’ve been avoided. But it grew and grew until nothing grew but flames." basil payne
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"Soon, Almost Anything Will Seem True" basil payne
—which is why I keep quiet.The small forest where I growwhat should happen, whichis really just what I wantto happen. Like anything,this could burn, too. ⯀ I watcheda documentary about…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 22/07/2026
Congrats to our Best Of The Net Nominations 2027! 1/2 Prose David Bankson “gone” Chris Cottom “Afterwards, Gretel Calls It God's Way of Telling Her to Be an Architect"
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 22/07/2026
"We expected him to get his gun... Instead, he took the stick from my hands, the one I'd picked up as I ran to find him. My sister and I statued at the barn door, unwilling to go further. We could hear the animal screams.... Courtney LeBlanc www.broadkillreview.com/post/my-husb...
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"My Husband Asks" by Courtney LeBlanc
MY HUSBAND ASKS~ after Todd Dillardhow do you write a poem? and I hand him a stick.His eyes ask the question. It's a poem, I say and suddenlythe air smells like straw and manure, earth and animal.My…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 22/07/2026
"Each night the moon-dish splits open like a honeydew its starry lake on a floating branch. " Grace Lynn www.broadkillreview.com/post/negativ...
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 22/07/2026
"I wonder about the meaning of time, about disappearing fragments. To our right is a fortune teller with old hands. I wonder if she knows I wore blue tonight to hear you say I look beautiful, so I can believe in the future." Natalie Marino www.broadkillreview.com/post/a-love-...
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"A Love Story" by Natalie Marino
While on an evening walk, we see two dogs mating in an abandoned lot full of tall grass.Holding your hand in mine I look up at the moon looking like a coin caught between two cypresstrees. I wonder…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 22/07/2026
" Suddenly, sweat becomes many layers of tongs. Sparrows are stones, and you, a grain. I had gone numb with fear. I was going numb." by Ioana Nicolaie translated by Clara Burghelea
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"The Insight" by Ioana Nicolaie translated by Clara Burghelea
I wasn’t a girl back then. I was wearing nylon dresses with clay sleeves. I was wearing heels and bracelets made of muddy pretzels. Back then, only mothers delivered babies. I wasn’t a girl back…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 16/07/2026
We will open for submissions on July 30. (We had planned for today, but we had to change plans)
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 12/07/2026
"Wishes on an eyelash, the train-track, the clover, the clock saying 11:11. I am plural, I am they, since 2009, no singular, here. Someday we women may stop apologizing. " Lara Payne
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Two by Lara Payne
Breath and RemedyWell-wishes at the opening of the day. Good, have a good.. .have you any sugar, please. Pleas to the sky, thegod. Wishes on an eyelash, the train-track, the clover, the clock saying…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 11/07/2026
"midnight, how your moon-sickle slouches hooks sleep, seas–– carrying witches & dreams. i mimic it" Witching Hour by Tafara Gava
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"Witching Hour" by Tafara Gava
midnight,how your moon-sicklesloucheshooks sleep, seas––carrying witches & dreams.i mimic it,sprawling myself like okavangoi mimic the waningthe waning,the witching of it all.after allwhat saint…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 11/07/2026
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Free-verse poem titled "to the man who yelled at me to get back here" arranged in staggered lines; the speaker recalls eye contact, sudden fear and running on platforms, a man's hands behind them, and a lingering racing heart.
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 11/07/2026
"It’s true that at its best the thrum goes sugarwater sweet; I reduced from hypochondriac fractal to taut and trembling string. A vamp kid whose hurricane capacity to be still in the thick of it ..." by Klara Pokrzywa
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"pit hymnal" by Klara Pokrzywa
Star of this soreness I laugh myself awake, sling deepinto the heave. Straight out of dirt road walking and at capacity—this beingthe back-alley way; the heartbreak; the runningaway…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 11/07/2026
"Our father...out on the porch with a slingshot, methodically knocking down any bird unlucky enough to land in our sycamore. When he died, he left everything ...to a single sparrow... "Three stories of two fathers and one death" by Daniel Findlay
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"Three Stories of Two Fathers and One Death" by Daniel Findlay
I.Our father was a tall man, a gaunt man, would hit like airplane whiskey, in the snowfields of theheart was supremely treacherous and knowledgeable in all things avalanche. One day up at theglass…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 11/07/2026
"there’s a small duck i’ve been waiting for. i tell the duck my name, who i am. it probably doesn’t remember, but that’s fine. " Paul Potts "Grass Grows Over A Daisy Petal"
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"Grass Grows Over A Daisy Petal" by Paul Potts
beyond the trees as far as i can seethere’s a small duck i’ve beenwaiting for. i tell the duck my name,who i am. it probably doesn’tremember, but that’s fine. i remindmyself that when you find…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 11/07/2026
"It’s sunny and there’s screaming. " two poems by Rebecca Ferlotti
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two poems by Rebecca Ferlotti
Out the second story window,I see daffodilsand dog shit. It’s sunnyand there’s screaming. I cranemy neck and noticeher beat-up deck chairunravelingRebecca Ferlotti (she/her) is a writer, poetry…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 09/07/2026
"...since the crabs took over. Waiting at the bar for a table was not the same experience: with the bartender scuttling sideways along the bar top, using leverage and small bottles to spindle the drinks. Do I tip a crab...? "Ken Poyer
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"Unease" by Ken Poyer
I have only been to the seafood restaurant once since the crabs took over. Waiting at the bar fora table was not the same experience: with the bartender scuttling sideways along the bar top,using…
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Chris Cottom @chriscottom.bsky.social · 07/07/2026
So pleased to be this wonderful journal.
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 08/07/2026
Alexa...a woman's name; why doesn't that surprise her? The robot replies obligingly; it carries out routine home tasks...so natural that it will no longer be noticed. "Laughter" by Anna Gáspár-Singer trans from Hungarian by Marietta Morry & Walter Burgess www.broadkillreview.com/post/laughte...
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"Laughter" by Anna Gáspár-Singer translated from the Hungarian by Marietta Morry & Walter Burgess
Translators’ Note: the words in italics are in English in the original. Zugló is a suburb of Budapest. She was standing by the philodendron, watching the apparatus make one last click. For days she…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 07/07/2026
"Hear the bee. Hear the clavichord. Hear the split / lemon of the heart. How? Hunger for sour juice, / soft seeds chewed to bitterness, the heart a relic / of what once got said, of what once said something / about what skin did to skin. " John Repp
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"Hear The Bee" by John Repp
Hear the bee. Hear the clavichord. Hear the splitlemon of the heart. How? Hunger for sour juice,soft seeds chewed to bitterness, the heart a relicof what once got said, of what once said somethingabout...
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 06/07/2026
"Soon she’s building sturdy barns with dumpling mortar, merchants’ houses with pumpernickel shingles, hammerbeam roofs entirely of pastry. Czars and princes commission pink meringue palaces for their courtesans...." Chris Cottom
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"Afterwards, Gretel Calls It God’s Way of Telling Her to Be an Architect" by Chris Cottom
I fetch her the toy bricks Father made from a fallen hornbeam, but she rolls her eyes, hands mea slice of castellated krustenbrot, sends me to town for a bushel of ginger. She bakes modelcottages…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 05/07/2026
"My lover is a television playing fuzz on a loop. I am a remote. We don’t know if I am a broken remote or if he is a broken television. " "My lover is a television" by Olivia G Rose
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Two poems by Olivia G. Rose
My lover is a televisionMy lover is a television playing fuzz on a loop. I am a remote. We don’t know if I am a broken remote orif he is a broken television. We don’t know if my batteries are dead or…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 05/07/2026
"I almost lose it, in the gym with all the nude bodies that make me love my own despite its lumpiness—your ring. A silver twining around my finger, a silver lining on my worst days. Twisted like DNA, my past & future." Ode to My Best Friend by Sophia Carroll
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"Ode to My Best Friend" by Sophia Carroll
after Lucille CliftonI almost lose it, in the gym with all the nude bodies that make me love my own despite itslumpiness—your ring. A silver twining around my finger, a silver lining on my worst…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 05/07/2026
"Summer’s a porch / screened by burgeoning gardens. / Already floras enclose, obscure them— / He serves breakfast nude / each weekend. She paints him / from memory..." Brett Shaw
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"Leaving Eden" by Brett Shaw
She likes her grapes frozen.He can’t stand the texture. Shedrops two or three into a glassof Pinot Gris. Summer’s a porchscreened by burgeoning gardens.Already floras enclose, obscure…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 05/07/2026
"Uncle? Broad hands, yes; mostly driving; well, not just driving—the rest stops, the odd jobs in odd towns; always leaving. Where was he last? In one of four states, on one of many couches. Uncle was movement, Uncle was standing still." David Bankson
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"gone" by David Bankson
Not the word but the space after. Not the weight but the lifting. This corridor has no clock, this waiting has no waiting in it, a fluorescent hum with a smell of, an antiseptic pause with a pause of…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 04/07/2026
"Maude had told me you had to give men like him assignments that chewed them up from the inside, else they’d turn your life into a factory that made sawdust, quesadillas, and chaw. Clumping...till there was no room for you. She was right..." Jesse Strauss
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"Fishing" by Jesse Strauss
Up the worms came, rotini-thick, chubby palindromes of flesh. “Sorry,” I said. “That’s OK,” said the dirt-specked brain at the bottom of the can. “You could use a win.” "I could blame my misery on…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 04/07/2026
"The guy in the pizza shop is a conspiracy theorist who thinks giving women too many rights makes them violent offenders who’ll knock a man to the floor over a thin-crust pepperoni." Emma Atkins
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"Lizard Pizza" by Emma Atkins
Reprint. Originally published in Choatic Merge's last issueThe guy in the pizza shop is a conspiracy theorist who thinks giving women too many rights makes them violent offenders who’ll knock a man…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 04/07/2026
"Warm, cool / burned and laid / in her hand. / The real one / at least, at last /Humbly before god " "For the Real Ones & I" by Ernest Williamson III
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"For the Real Ones & I" by Ernest Williamson III
To Donna in Summer.Before the bell, the F grade.Dawn can set, then rise.She can warm her shoulders.Assure her wedding rings two.Assuage her yellow eyesWithout tears, gas, or lightingher husband’s…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 04/07/2026
"into vertigo, nausea / time static, eternity sleepless / slippery palms on balcony railing / she lifts one leg, the other..." by Marie-Andree Auclair www.broadkillreview.com/post/conject...
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"conjecture" by Marie-Andree Auclair
morning, the air caressespain-freenights break promise of oblivionmeds break into vertigo, nauseatime static, eternity sleeplessslippery palms on balcony railingshe lifts one leg, the otherdown is far...
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 03/07/2026
"Zip through fast food stops. Glide the Garden State, bookend Manhattan. Let your college degree bounce in the back of the van". Winter Yim www.broadkillreview.com/post/instruc...
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"Instructions for Moving/Migrating" by Winter Yim
Box up scrapbooks and scars — art projectsthought lost, Beanie Babies thought tossed.Dig up fossils of selves. Declutter the crossyou ironically bought. Zip through fast foodstops. Glide the Garden St...
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Adam Gianforcaro @adamg.bsky.social · 02/07/2026
Excited to have two new poems in @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social! Check them out. www.broadkillreview.com/post/two-poe...
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Two poems by Adam Gianforcaro
Abecedarian as Ars Poetica Already this feels too much. The way a line can break anywhere. Here even, if we aren’t careful. Too often I’m caught off guard, havingdropped suddenly from the place I was ...
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 02/07/2026
We are having some connectivity issues, still, and we are working to make sure everything is syncing correctly on our end.
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 30/06/2026
Our new issue is more or less live, a wee bit earlier than scheduled. We will open for subs on 7/15. We will shoot out links to individual pieces over the summer. Stay cool! www.broadkillreview.com
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Summer/Fall 2026, July 1, 2026 | broadkillreview
Marie Andree-Auclair Sophia Carroll Anna Gáspár-Singer translated by Walter Burgess & Marietta Morry Tarfara Gava Zehra Habib Conor Hogan Leelah Holmes Courtney LeBlanc Elissa Matthews G.H. Mo...
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 30/06/2026
"in the corner of the living room — Mom trying to flatten the corner into a straight wall. I couldn’t hold what was offered to me — "After the Funeral" by Bhavna Parmar,
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"After The Funeral" by Bhavna Parmar
I went to uncle’s house after the funeral —the house was filled with water.I couldn’t see my legs once I entered.People stood on chairs to breathe.Children on their swim rings to stay alive.Everyone…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 01/06/2026
From the new issue of TBKR, by Shana Ross
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"Because I can do nothing but wait I go looking for portents" by Shana Ross
Shana Ross is a newcomer to Edmonton, Alberta and Treaty 6 Territory. Qui transtulit sustinet. Her work has recently appeared in Great Weather for MEDIA, Ninth Letter, Grain, Literary Review of…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 06/05/2026
"Some recognitions need to be uttered. Or be recognized as need. " @martin65.bsky.social www.broadkillreview.com/post/by-cath... From the new winter/spring issue of TBKR
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"My Neighbor Uses Poison"by Catherine Rockwood
My neighbor uses poisonto kill rats. Sometimes foxesindirectly.  He makes a pointof saying he remembers me.Maybe not point. Maybe he can’thelp it. Some recognitions need to be uttered. Or be…
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Grant Clauser @grantclauser.bsky.social · 26/04/2026
Mary Oliver documentary coming in July deadline.com/2026/04/mary...
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Poet Mary Oliver Doc Directed By Sasha Waters Acquired By Kino Lorber
'Mary Oliver: Saved by the Beauty of the World,' a documentary about the famed poet directed by Sasha Waters, has been acquired by Kino Lorber.
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 04/04/2026
From the new issue of TBKR, by Shana Ross
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"Because I can do nothing but wait I go looking for portents" by Shana Ross
Shana Ross is a newcomer to Edmonton, Alberta and Treaty 6 Territory. Qui transtulit sustinet. Her work has recently appeared in Great Weather for MEDIA, Ninth Letter, Grain, Literary Review of…
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Duotrope @duotrope.com · 15/02/2026
The Smart Search List of the Day is: Experimental Poems feat. @sixthfinch.bsky.social @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social @pinehillsreview.bsky.social et al. duotrope.com...
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Smart Search List of the Day
The Smart Search List of the Day is: Experimental Poems feat. @sixthfinch.bsky.social @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social @pinehillsreview.bsky.social et al. https://duotrope.com/search/smart/poetry/experimental-poems-E56h6zkw
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 16/03/2026
"in the corner of the living room — Mom trying to flatten the corner into a straight wall. I couldn’t hold what was offered to me — "After the Funeral" by Bhavna Parmar,
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"After The Funeral" by Bhavna Parmar
I went to uncle’s house after the funeral —the house was filled with water.I couldn’t see my legs once I entered.People stood on chairs to breathe.Children on their swim rings to stay alive.Everyone…
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 05/03/2026
"Some recognitions need to be uttered. Or be recognized as need. " @martin65.bsky.social www.broadkillreview.com/post/by-cath... From the new winter/spring issue of TBKR
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"My Neighbor Uses Poison"by Catherine Rockwood
My neighbor uses poisonto kill rats. Sometimes foxesindirectly.  He makes a pointof saying he remembers me.Maybe not point. Maybe he can’thelp it. Some recognitions need to be uttered. Or be…
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Samuel Day Wharton @fakeourway.bsky.social · 28/01/2026
People stood on chairs to breathe. / Children on their swim rings to stay alive.
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The Broadkill Review @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social · 26/01/2026
"The rest is blintz & valley folded into my amygdala, like Brianna’s paper fortune teller, the one that promised a life etched out in shades of colored pencil." Matt Coonan www.broadkillreview.com/post/two-poe...
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Two poems by Matt Coonan
The Leaving  These pockets of my mind reek of mulch & citronella & the thick flesh of shed flight  butterfly sliced, fed to bubbling oil  & the circadian bebop of night churning  a boxed monster & tho...
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