Where Receptors Are Missing
byThe French philosopher Gaston Bachelard wrote that human experience of the home is a primarily imaginative experience and that by dwelling in a place,…
Listening to Trees, Tides and Song in the Anthropocene
by“Seems the only thing saving me / these days is trees,” writes Marjorie Moorhead in her debut chapbook Survival: Trees, Tides, Song (FLP, 2019)….
Poem Like A Miracle
byA conversation and peer review of Rosebud Ben-Oni’s turn around, BRXGHT XYXS (Get Fresh Books, 2019) by Tom Snarsky and Jo Ianni. TS: In…
Wilderness, Softness and Resistance
byI started reading Advantages of Being Evergreen at my fiance’s therapy appointment—train horns blared for the hour it took me to read it, yet…
New Fiction & Nonfiction Editors
byETR is delighted to welcome two new editors to our incredible editorial team: Julie Wan and Manik Perera! Julie, our Nonfiction Editor, earned her…
Empire of Smoke
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Our interviews editor Esteban Rodriguez talks with poet Alfredo Aguilar about capitalistic world building, climate catastrophe, poetic process, and his most recent collection, What...
Tomorrow Tanka
byYesterday, I looked back, shaving. A moth crawled through the fog of my face in the mirror. An open window unmakes a wall, the…
Strange Forms
byThe Ecotheo Review is pleased to feature several selections by visual artist Darrell Black. Throughout his work, Black aims to explore “the unique wonderland…
The Quiet Is Winnowing Us
byThe Quiet is Winnowing Us The quiet is winnowing what does not belong, exposing the hidden so we can see it, see it for…
Ice Bone
byThe EcoTheo Review is delighted to feature three visual images by Judith Skillman, a poet, editor, and artist from Syracuse, New York. In her…
A Simple Biography
byThat last book caused me more tears than I knew I had in me. The trees turn gold with mystery, although science can explain…
We Are Appalachia
by“I am Appalachia… How can you find rapport with me— You, who never stood in the bowels of hell, Never felt a mountain shake…
Prayers
byPrayers dance tragically upon cracked city streets and beneath grimy and broken windows of old apartment buildings, where forlorn…
How The Shore Rushes In
byHaving purchased the t-shirt from a thrift store downtown, Laura did not notice the stain on its front until the next day, when she…
The Gay Divorcee (1934)
byas long as we’re on the subject of dancing & screwball comedies, glamour & the continental maybe i should mention that love requires no…
The Human Impossibility
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Content warning: suicide In inventive narratives reminiscent of Russell Edson’s work, in Blue Whale Phenomena, Steve Castro contemplates questions of life and death, order...
Meditation on Dusk
byThe driven rhythm of crickets behind sporadic croaking of frogs mesmerizes me. Sitting on the steps of my porch, I wonder at the glory…
In the Middle of Remote Places
byLooking into the eyes of a grouse he has just shot, Mike Freeman sees “a brown pupil encased in custard,” an eye that “didn’t…
We Is
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CAUSE WE IS LANGUAGE AND WE IS WORD To talk about the poems in Sami Miranda’s We Is is to talk about a poetry...
Three Poems
byThe Kingdom In constant shiver and hunger in tatters in envy and bliss the kingdom of weeds laps the blond edge…