Capitalism Calls Poetry Lazy
By Brecht Welch Overcast day long slack sleeves pale in February walking through Feldman’s Neighborhood Tucson small adobe houses terra-cotta that one’s prune-colored the rough potholed smell of dog...
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By Rachel Nix Let us elope, we said. Was it rebellion, or is it love? I confuse myself too often trying to nail down euphemisms that don’t know what we mean. Either or neither and something like hope...
View ArticleThe Real Missing Mass
By Clinton Van Inman They say that most of you is missing Perhaps from your most private places Something more than just an arm or leg And deeper than your darkest spaces. Researchers conclude as much...
View ArticleIssue 08 is here!
One more issue, one more delay. The Metric has returned to a new year with a bunch of new editors. Hopefully we will get back to our routines and get back on a monthly publishing schedule As always,...
View ArticleAuthor Reveal 08
Holy bajoly, we sure are late. Changes are coming to the editorial process to make things smoother in the future. Stay with us. And a quick shout out to the writers who have asked for this reveal....
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