A flak of luck, as I think of it, the hap in happiness neutral as a flake of schist. Of snow. Of skin. Whatever time
Read MoreAuthor: Christopher Phelps
Christopher Phelps is a queer, neurodivergent poet living in Santa Fe where he tutors himself and others math and letteral arts. He is searching for others who believe poetry can be equal parts vulnerable and subversive. His poems have appeared in Beloit Poetry Journal, The Kenyon Review, The Nation, Palette Poetry, Poetry Magazine, and Zoeglossia. A chapbook, Tremblem, was semi-privately printed in 2018. More information can be found at www.christopher-phelps.com/poetry.