The cure for pain / is inside the crane / that drifts heavy / over the house.
King Jaja
When the boats moved away from Opobo, we were there, in the broken hands of time...
Rumination #9
all the tattered things all the broken things hidden behind a sock stuck in drywall to keep out the cold a hole burrowed to store...
Monstrosity
My body is powered by internal combustion. It is a fruity cluster of lust near the office cactus...
Elegy for a Lost Year
For the dust-lined pantry. For the empty doormat. For the sparrows nesting under my car that won’t stop chirping when I scowl at them, Not...
a pack of cigarettes imagines the afterlife.
my aunt says her husband was reincarnated as a frog, that he floats over the scum of the above-ground pool when it rains.
Anti positivism by Evana Bodiker
The skin on my shoulders peels. Slack and careless, I was out all afternoon in a meadow. Ever cannot tell the wide openness.
Three Poems by June Daowen Lei
Obviously, the word is state. As in "of emergency" yet a body continues to rattle onto the train and into the desk chair and so...
cycle of salmon
i wonder if salmon are aware of their orange pink flesh inside them.
Call for Submissions: Special Issue on UPRISING
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Four Esther Ramón Poems Translated from the Spanish by Emma Ferguson
Potent poems from Esther Ramón's book, Morada (Dwelling).
Special Issue on Loneliness: Announcing the Shortlist
Columbia Journal has shortlisted up to 23 writers and artists for the Special Issue on Loneliness contest.