Stacey Harwood-Lehman, poet laureate of the New York Greenmarkets and New School faculty member (where she teaches ‘Food Narratives’), serves as our Medium of…
After violence: black and blue huing into yellow, gruesome reminders. Plates break, each piece a shattered life. The next morning she’s stunned to see…
Break up The citizens watch, wait. April or May? Never June. The April betters wager time when columns of the grand…
https://vimeo.com/129687792 Motionpoems is a collective of artists working together to adapt poetry into short film. The Inquisitive Eater caught up with Motionpoems creator Todd…
When she was a schoolgirl, Serena took pride in never being late. She arrived at school before the doors were open. She turned in assignments…
Sonnet (29) To drag one’s razed cesarean stories it is fresh, it is not picked over a family of unlikable women i was just…
Salt But Lot’s wife behind him looked back, and she became a pillar of salt. —Genesis 19:26 1.Order It’s not bad to be compelled,…
Sonnet (59) Three scoops of natural black hair served inside a sacred waffle chalice. An eye for an eye pear crème brulee baked in…
Sonnet (55) It occurred to me when you were on the phone with one of your foodie friends that restaurants should disappear. They should…