By: Kathryn Kuitenbrouwer

“the blood-soaked refuse left from a pillage”

By: Kathryn Kuitenbrouwer

“Look! Look around you!”

By: Kathryn Kuitenbrouwer

“The adults have deserted us to their own cause”

By: Kathryn Kuitenbrouwer

“We were shaken from a kind of dream”

By: Kathryn Kuitenbrouwer

“Nothing more forlorn than an eviscer­ated machine”

By: Kathryn Kuitenbrouwer

“Otto picked his way through the debris…”

By: Matthew Battles

At Words Without Borders, a folk-epic recipe.

By: James Parker

“Eat it, swallow it, the pond’s deepest tar.”

By: Chad Parmenter

The final installment in Chad Parmenter’s cycle of Batman poems.

By: Chad Parmenter

Batman in Mr. Freeze’s Glacierworks.

By: Karinne Keithley Syers

Linda’s final chapter. It glows, it rings, it sings, it dances, it stops. There’s even a goodbye medley.

By: Chad Parmenter

Batman Vs. Osiris.

By: Chad Parmenter

Poems of the Dark Knight, a cycle by Chad Parmenter.

By: Karinne Keithley Syers

Penultimate Linda, retirement adventure or retirement home? Listen to “Fader.”

By: Peggy Nelson

I am also not a chicken.