Birthday

poetry
  It’s evening; the sun is slipping in the colored sky over the mall lot and the stores are closing; shoppers push their last things across the tarmac. It’s your…

Phoebe

poetry
  At the clinic, a nurse taps my veins and they find their tiny voices. Blood sweeps into the vial and a chunk of snow slides from my boot. The…

Passages

poetry
  The power plant howls everyone’s hour, portions labor and myth.   A salsa quintet rehearses on the plaza stage.   The figure on someone’s tablet screen says, we now,…

Montana

poetry
  This entry is about the U.S. state of Montana. For other uses, see Montana (disambiguation). "Big Sky Country" redirects here. For the song by Chris Whitley, see Big Sky…

Test

poetry
  My kidney snarls at the white wand’s wet nose shoving lovingly into my side, taking   the hipbone-path, sliding west, and I still don’t know why   I’m here…

I Come Back Mid-Fall

poetry
  Whatever it is that holds the chloroform rag to my mouth at midnight and goes out came back   Saturday morning inside my snooze-bar dream as a white fox,…

Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant

poetry
  There are still the worst minutes of the dream where the dust scatters. Too much light. Too much music. Your body—realized, but unseen—just what an amount of milligrams is…

Ode to my IUD

poetry
  After all that, menstruation, parturition, and one unmentionable visit to one of those clinics in Murray Hill in the nineteen nineties,   you doodle on in and do your…

Killing Mr. Big

poetry
  The old tom sank his claws and tried to leap from the steel counter, but I held his scruff   and nodded to the vet who murmured, For the…

2017 Pushcart Nominations

Announcements
Salamander is so pleased to announce our 2017 nominations for the Pushcart Prize:   Poetry: “Abandoned Nest” by Angela Voras-Hills: Salamander #42 “Some Animal Poems for Children to Learn and…