Zeke Shomler is an MA/MFA candidate at the University of Alaska Fairbanks, where he serves as poetry editor of Permafrost Literary Magazine. His work has appeared in Cordite, Sierra Nevada Review, Anodyne, Folio, and elsewhere.
out of my mouth, I miss the power that it gave me. To feel the soft pink cells of the gums tear, rip this body apart with my own hands. This is not to say I want to die but to say I want to feel the new enamel growing in, I want its subtle, groaning pain. I have lived… Read more →
the best part of a bruise is not the pain not the tenderness of skin not the touch of fingers curious about its limits not the hue not the blood that pools like vulnerable tidewater gallops lazy toward the heart not the heart not the bruise itself but the bruising thing its force how it knows no boundary no method… Read more →