Part bestiary, part litany, part elegy, Rebecca Morgan Frank's Oh You Robot Saints! is populated by a strange menagerie of early automata and robots, including octobots and an eighteenth-century digesting duck, set alongside medieval mechanical virgi...

In "Flourish", multiple meanings catch light – as the leaves of growing things might, or the facets of cut gemstones, or a signal mirror flashing in distress. These poems explore themes of thriving, growth, innovation, and survival, while immersing t...

At the funeral the priest said, our sister enters the gates of paradise in a company of angels. Mom, were you waiting? I have no mother, your mother's gone, and the you that lives on, me, I must learn she is enough. From this room I see snow. Snow. T...