Mosab Abu Toha 11/14/19 Mosab Abu Toha 11/14/19

Home From Afar

As we spoke, I could hear the buzzing of drones and explosions in the background. The dark music woke hideous memories…

Thomas Sayers Ellis 9/10/19 Thomas Sayers Ellis 9/10/19

In Memory of Robert Frank

I have never seen a single mechanical mood in any of his images but I did see him, often, eliminate the split-second boundary between joy and pain.

Andrea Gregory 9/10/19 Andrea Gregory 9/10/19

The Breakups

Laying in a nursing home bed, losing control over everything, I just want to hurry up and be out of love.

Dan Hunter 9/10/19 Dan Hunter 9/10/19

GPS Says “You Are Here”

How can you drive 400 miles and not wonder where you’re going?

Askold Melnyczuk 9/10/19 Askold Melnyczuk 9/10/19

Delayed Flights

Some works of art exert such a powerful gravitational pull they bend reality to their dreams

Joyce Peseroff 9/10/19 Joyce Peseroff 9/10/19

Sing Out!

I wouldn’t want to exclude this extraordinary document from the canon of literature because it’s a song.

Thaila Ramanujam 9/10/19 Thaila Ramanujam 9/10/19

Death On-Demand

Even with terminal, painful imminent deaths, the medical association waffles, forcing physicians to make their own calls and risk prosecution.

Tony Schwalm 9/10/19 Tony Schwalm 9/10/19

Target Practice

Alone in the dark bunker, I shook. I had never been a target. I had never lived in a war zone behind the wire.

John Wronoski 9/10/19 John Wronoski 9/10/19

Everybody Has One

“The good life” certainly sounds like something about which anyone at all might venture an opinion. Indeed, the assumption that we would underlies the very form of the Platonic corpus.

Houman Harouni 8/6/19 Houman Harouni 8/6/19

Three Notes for John Berger

The years to come will inaugurate the search for a type of friendship in art, of which John Berger is, for now, a last great example.

Andrea Gregory 8/6/19 Andrea Gregory 8/6/19

Storage

I look like I don’t belong here. And I don’t want to belong here. I live in a nursing home with no clear exit plan.

Askold Melnyczuk 8/6/19 Askold Melnyczuk 8/6/19

The Sweater You Wear to the Dance: Reflections on Computers, AI, and You

When you cut a robot, does it not bleed? Well, actually, it doesn’t.

Joyce Peseroff 8/6/19 Joyce Peseroff 8/6/19

For Ifeanyi Menkiti

Here are two poems Ifeanyi published in Green House. They are playful and serious, languid and taut.

Thaila Ramanujam 8/6/19 Thaila Ramanujam 8/6/19

Alibi

What role did I, did all of us in the medical field, play in what had too quickly become routine death marches?

Tony Schwalm 8/6/19 Tony Schwalm 8/6/19

White Noise

I knew my next sentence would define me forever in their minds. Was their leader a racist? I had not in my twenty-three years on the planet ever been confronted with the reality of that flag.