Poem by Stacy Esch
Continuing Oddball's artist/writer spotlights with poet and artist Stacy Esch.
Continuing Oddball's artist/writer spotlights with poet and artist Stacy Esch.
Poetry and photography by Luis Stacy Esch as part of a special feature in April focusing on our contributing artists.
Poetry and artwork by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
Photography by Stacy Esch.
Artwork by Stacy Esch.
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 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 [...]
"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 [...]
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 [...]
"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 [...]
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 [...]
"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 [...]
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 [...]
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, [...]
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 [...]
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, [...]
"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 [...]