Poetry | Tarpaulin Sky Magazine

PUBLISHING NOTHING BY BILLY COLLINS SINCE 2003 | IMAGE: NOAH SATERSTROM

Poetry | Tarpaulin Sky Magazine

PUBLISHING NOTHING BY BILLY COLLINS SINCE 2003 | IMAGE: NOAH SATERSTROM

Elisabeth Workman, You Always Live Again

“whisperings in the dumpster / all lattices of hesitation to be pulled down by / invasive crawling networks of the underneath / always roiling or just always there…” Excerpts from Elisabeth Workman’s poetry manuscript, You Always Live Again, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

Lauren Russell, What’s Hanging on the Hush

"Her huffy histrionics take no heckling, that / uppity puffed-up pastiche mishmash. / The hellion half-breed’s / hussyfooted a harvest, a windfall / ensnarled in her miscegenated sassy nappery." Excerpts from Lauren Russell’s poetry manuscript, What's Hanging on the Hush, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

Jared Joseph, Yizkor & Il enjoying muselé in général but feel dread

"fill us with what we want. / lord give us strength to copy / fill us with what we want / we want / to copulate in love / to violate to blank / to violet. / to violet / to copy in love / to xerox the deity...." Excerpts from Jared Joseph’s poetry manuscripts, Yizkor and Il enjoying muselé in général but feel dread, finalists for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

John Colasacco, Two Teenagers

"Two teenagers run away together to a place where all the lonely are slaughtered. // When they get there, they find a table and a tree." Excerpts from John Colasacco’s poetry manuscript, Two Teenagers, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize...

Jennifer S. Cheng, House A

"Dear Mao, To say your name plainly, as if you were a man of History I knew so well. My uncle as a twenty-year-old in prison, whispering, only it wasn’t a whisper but a drunken fury, They’re trading children, do you understand? Everyone is starving." Excerpts from Jennifer S. Cheng’s poetry manuscript, House A, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

Michael Rerick, Communication of Space

"In opposition to the Left and postmodern diffuseness, cultural theorists undo poverty’s multiple hands and reassemble accounts into a limping globalism with a television on its back." Excerpts from Michael Rerick’s prose-poetry manuscript, Communication of Space, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

Poem by Arisa White: “Two Days After 11/9”

Post-election poem by Arisa White: "I took a walk outside today, / the helicopters are done / with surveillance, protestors / left burning roofs smoldered, / the tears of motherfuckers, down. // Bright nigger stars cause novas / in the parking lot, dice roll, / they exhale their Prop 64, / and I want someone to say / something magical to me, / like they’re a bouncy house / ready to soundbite their way / into believing this was not / our country a week ago."

Poem by Rodrigo Toscano: “relay alpha, bravo, charlie”

Post-election poem by Rodrigo Toscano: "there’s ENOURMOUS gaps in my education / there’s ENOURMOUS gaps in your education / there’s a lil’ wee lack of giddyup in my wuh uh uh / there’s a lil’ wee lack of giddyup in your wuh uh uh / swing-dancing the most remotest thing to trumpism are we? / still swing-dancing the most remotest thing to trumpism are we?"

“Poem to America,” by Felicia Zamora

Post-election poem by Felicia Zamora: "skin peeled away, how defense fails; & my eyes, oh eyes, in uncontrollable wet; to witness, to experience decimation in the aortic sack; oh society oh; what you cull, piece by piece; what you strip..."

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