Every elliptical orbit that binds sons to fathers moves with the eccentrics of time reckoning. Father Saturn says you’re moving out— his favorite moon doesn’t seem to need his papa’s ringlets anymore. So far you’re the only body besides Earth with surfaces that sire rivers, lakes, deep seas. Cue your Titan brethren who launched the […]
Rikki Santer
Rikki Santer’s poetry has appeared in Ms. Magazine, Poetry East, and Slab, among others. She has received five Pushcart Prize and three Ohioana Book Award nominations as well as a fellowship from the National Endowment for the Humanities. Her eighth collection, Drop Jaw, was published this spring by NightBallet Press.