Cincinnati Review

Are the stories that we tell about objects, and the quests for those stories, more important than the objects, themselves? In “Story of a Breath” one object’s history is perfectly encapsulated—and forever inaccessible.

This poem expands the vocabulary of war writing with its stunning breadth of images.

Joel Long’s flash nonfiction piece “The Mint and the Bees” meditates on the crucial interdependence between pollinator and flower.

Don’t let the ghosts take your names, Ba said over the hiss of the wok harmonizing with the ghosts. Don’t let them steal your spirits.

In “Lighthouse,” work is inextricably linked to place: a place to which the speaker is a newcomer, with no ties to bind them to the landscape.

A prose poem with nearly breathless syntax and a subtle build of rhetoric.