Poems by Christopher Citro
If Alone Has A Flavor by Christopher Citro
August 18, 2026
“It won’t end. What won’t end? This life / we feel’s always about to end,” — Christopher Citro
In a Kingdom of Little Gusts and I Want Out by Christopher Citro
January 22, 2025
“I crush the spider and say to you, It must be / autumn because now I kill one or two things / every day.” — Christopher Citro
Our Beautiful Life When It's Filled with Shrieks by Christopher Citro
July 7, 2023
"I worry I can no longer pretend / enough to get through another / year of pretending..." — Christopher Citro
Poems curated by Christopher Citro
Night Journal by Charles Wright
August 25, 2025
“Abstracted as water glints, / The fields lion-colored and rope-colored, / As in a picture of Paradise,” — Charles Wright



