Poet and Flintstone. MFA Graduate of the University of Michigan. Managing Editor for The Adroit Journal. Author of The Kin of Nakedness (Four Way Books, 2026).
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ALT ALKI BEACH BY LUTHER HUGHES The bay of rocks before us, massaged by planks, reaches for our hand in marriage. We lie on the ill-blue blanket bought at the peak-end of the world and the waves paparazzi. Families freckle, opening umbrellas, ice chests, letting children loose into the salt-flecked air. I know words aren’t enough to breach, my love; the seagulls have begun to siren their desires. Each will get theirs and Puget Sound will hum until dusk dances across the boardwalk. I once said I didn’t want to be married. I was young. I wore the clothes I was given. The years have swallowed me since, but, here, the estuary takes center stage, and the sun, with swagger, straddles our backs with ease. As I watch you sail into sleep, stomach oiled with hard seltzers, cubed cheeses, crackers, music glitters behind us. I have never been this warm.
