Holly Day’s most recent poem to appear here was The Wooden Man (May 2013). Missing KeystrokesBy Holly Day typewriter lies dead in the corneron the floor, keyboard split, askew, like a mouthfulof angry teeth, inlaid withcarefully-set pieces of ebony screaming“hit me again youqwerty motherfucker” typewriter burns bright in the corner, tapering flames darken the single sheet of […]

