Poem by Stacy Esch
Continuing Oddball's artist/writer spotlights with poet and artist Stacy Esch.
Poem by Stacy Esch
Poetry and photography by Luis Stacy Esch as part of a special feature in April focusing on our contributing artists.
Poem by Stacy Esch
Poetry and artwork by Stacy Esch.
Poem by Gia Grillo
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Poem by Anne Whitehouse
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Poem by Katie Lewington
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Poem by Deeya Bhattacharya
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Poem by David Leo Sirois
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Poem by Ajise Vincent
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Poem by Anne Whitehouse
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Poem by Bruce Wise
Photography by Stacy Esch.
Poem by Aiman Abdullah
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Three Cents: When the Light Turns Green
Today, we have notable poet Alice Wiess, and her review of Spruce Alley Press’ production of Kenneth Pobo’s When the Light Turns Green, with artwork by Stacy Esch. When the Light Turns [...]
Oddball Poets Accepted for BILiNE
Oddball Magazine is pleased to announce its nominations for Volume 2 of the literary anthology Best Indie Lit New England (BILiNE) from Black Key Press. The Kickstarter program for BILiNE was [...]
Poetry and Photography by Stacy Esch
"We're Bound Away" © Stacy Esch Ordinary White and Everyday Wide Pieces of dreams lost in plain sight, low watt light bulbs competing with the sun, silent [...]
Poem by Mel Waldman
Dancing With a Mustang in Inner Space The soul-shattering news alert bit me in the face, cut me up, opened old wounds, and rushed into my bloodstream. I heard the [...]
Poetry and Photography by Stacy Esch
"Sycamore" © Stacy Esch Overlooked I imagine seeing Till I see what I imagine I see But I don’t see I can’t see But I can imagine [...]
Poem by Amanda Tumminaro
Fiddlesticks! I will concede she had the upper hand at first (or always), but pronounce my last name like a crackling fire or that degree is wasted. I guess I [...]
Poetry and Photograpy by Stacy Esch
"Not An Exit" © Stacy Esch This is Not An Exit Plate glass window Warns, “Not an exit.” Polite, with a calm blue dot. But really? For me [...]
Poem by Natasha Head
Satellites We are satellites Spinning dangerously Throughout this unending universe Simple stardust Caught in mason jars Shaken with poison tonic Toxic elixirs A suicide syringe Injected like homing beacons Magnetic [...]
Poem by Seth Howard
Public Bath in Seoul The money meant nothing to me I didn’t know how much it was worth Fingers fumbled through my leather wallet, when she Asked me to pay, [...]
Oddball Magazine Parade of Poets Presents Stacy Esch
Old Saint God “Announcing your plans is a good way to hear God laugh.” Al Swearengen, Deadwood But, damn, there are so many ways to make God laugh, and in that [...]
Two Poems by Chris Warner
Morning Snow I’d been looking for it all week— at dawn, not sleeping at midnight— and when I woke this morning, my imaginings were true: the moon had finally fallen, spattered [...]
Poetry and Artwork by Stacy Esch
"Candle" © Stacy Esch In My Room Soldier's home Moonless night Black Surrounded by enemy silence Machines hum like jailbirds Fixing to riot Words and images Soft melodies [...]