Pine Hills Review

“You Are Kirsten Dunst in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” by Ally Feisel The makeup team will smudge your mascara so you look tipsy. The hair team will carefully ruffle your blonde shoulder-length-cut.

"You Are Kirsten Dunst in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" by Ally Feisel

"The makeup team will smudge your mascara so you look tipsy. The hair team will carefully ruffle your blonde shoulder-length-cut."

“scalloped edges” by Rachel Vinciguerra Blue sky, edges on fire. From another / Life, this one.

“scalloped edges” by Rachel Vinciguerra

"Blue sky, edges on fire. From another / Life, this one."

“Do You Hear a Sound Like Someone in Mittens Piling Rocks in Secret?” by Tarn Wilson As soon as I said it, you knew it was true, didn’t you? / You have always known the badger people. They / don’t care for your name, but they never forget you.

"Do You Hear a Sound Like Someone in Mittens Piling Rocks in Secret?" by Tarn Wilson

"As soon as I said it, you knew it was true, didn’t you? / You have always known the badger people. They / don’t care for your name, but they never forget you."

the door shut and i jumped and the exam room was too small and we two were too close and he looked at my chest for too long too long too small too close the two of us or am I too paranoid too scared too worried too traumatized to function in a world with exam rooms and shut doors and too many men who look for too long too long too—

Thank you so much to @pinehillsreview.bsky.social for publishing my poem, "too two."

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Thank you to @pinehillsreview.bsky.social for this interview opportunity! It was fun to think so deeply about my new poetry collection, What Haunts Me.
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“Because life… is far more terrifying at times than a ghost”: An Interview with Bernadette Geyer "I’m ultimately confronting that ghost of my childhood and telling them they don’t scare me anymore."

"Because life… is far more terrifying at times than a ghost": An Interview with Bernadette Geyer

"I’m ultimately confronting that ghost of my childhood and telling them they don’t scare me anymore."

“too two” by Skylar Camp we two were too close and he looked at my chest for too long

“too two” by Skylar Camp

"the door shut and i jumped and the exam room was too small and we two were too close"

“Because can begin a sentence” by John Wise displayed in accordance with Roy G Biv, for / it is one of few ways to show acceptance yet / still be on the payroll in Florida public schools

"Because can begin a sentence" by John Wise

"displayed in accordance with Roy G Biv, for / it is one of few ways to show acceptance yet / still be on the payroll in Florida public schools"

“In Her Ears, Still” by Juliet Way-Henthorne The difference between you and I is that you can leave anytime you choose. But this is my home.

“In Her Ears, Still” by Juliet Way-Henthorne

The difference between you and I is that you can leave anytime you choose. But this is my home.

“Goddess of Airlines” by Misha Lynn Moon Forgive us our trespass, sin of speed // burning up the world. The patchwork earth / hungers for our blood.

"Goddess of Airlines" by Misha Lynn Moon

"Forgive us our trespass, sin of speed // burning up the world. The patchwork earth / hungers for our blood."

“I have trouble finishing things” by Michelle Matz I grew up in a subdivision where streets met at 90 degrees and now I can’t find the center of things.

“I have trouble finishing things” by Michelle Matz

"I grew up in a subdivision where streets met at 90 degrees and now I can’t find the center of things."

“One Bullet Left” by Corwin Ericson When he finally hung up his double-barrel and bunnystalker cap, he was dismissive of his lack of family and the mystery of his place in society.

“One Bullet Left” by Corwin Ericson

"When he finally hung up his double-barrel and bunnystalker cap, he was dismissive of his lack of family and the mystery of his place in society."

“I Am Trying to Love the Whole World” by Shuly Xóchitl Cawood But it’s hard to love what I am when I know it’s wrong. / I don’t easily forgive my mistakes in their swishing dresses / and careless mascara, with their impetuously long cigarettes.

“I Am Trying to Love the Whole World” by Shuly Xóchitl Cawood

"But it’s hard to love what I am when I know it’s wrong. / I don’t easily forgive my mistakes in their swishing dresses / and careless mascara, with their impetuously long cigarettes. "

“What Isn’t Love” by Jennifer Juneau Because / What isn’t love is nobody’s red sock / And somebody’s black boot.

“What Isn't Love” by Jennifer Juneau

"Because / What isn’t love is nobody’s red sock / And somebody’s black boot."

“Amateur Filmmaking in the 21st Century” by David Dodd Lee You think it’s hot outside it’s hot in a house / when you’ve got nowhere else you can go, a glass of milk glowing like / radiation on a table

“Amateur Filmmaking in the 21st Century” by David Dodd Lee

"You think it’s hot outside it’s hot in a house / when you’ve got nowhere else you can go, a glass of milk glowing like / radiation on a table"

“Filthy goddess in search of vulgar god” by Michelle Stoll Priestess of Pan seeks creature to unwind with, / drink wine with, must be kind without being too nice.

"Filthy goddess in search of vulgar god” by Michelle Stoll

"Priestess of Pan seeks creature to unwind with, / drink wine with, must be kind without being too nice."

“Is anyone good?” by Davin Malasarn Samantha, I am not good, / though my skin is soft and supple.

“Is anyone good?” by Davin Malasarn

"Samantha, I am not good, / though my skin is soft and supple."

“The Loneliness of the Sharpshooter” by Bryan Furuness "At some point, it didn't even feel like I was shooting anymore; I was diving through the hoop every time I threw up my arms—like a dolphin, like water, like a fall of light."

"The Loneliness of the Sharpshooter" by Bryan Furuness

"At some point, it didn't even feel like I was shooting anymore; I was diving through the hoop every time I threw up my arms—like a dolphin, like water, like a fall of light."

“Love Poem to Saving Your Own Life” by Meggie Royer Sometimes, what hurt the most / was your childhood phone number lost to memory, / its digits swimming down darkly through the depths.

“Love Poem to Saving Your Own Life” by Meggie Royer

"Sometimes, what hurt the most / was your childhood phone number lost to memory, / its digits swimming down darkly through the depths."

“You Are as Necessary as Times New Roman” by Alicia Hoffman Necessary as the scissors and the knife that sit abandoned in the sarcophagus of a suburban garage until the day a bolt comes loose, a screw unhinges, a flap malfunctions.

“You Are as Necessary as Times New Roman” by Alicia Hoffman

"Necessary as the scissors and the knife that sit abandoned in the sarcophagus of a suburban garage until the day a bolt comes loose, a screw unhinges, a flap malfunctions."

“Silly Goose” by Jennifer Maritza McCauley She is sitting, waiting for her partner to return / bringing Missouri flora in his mouth; coneflower, / daisies, aster.

“Silly Goose” by Jennifer Maritza McCauley

She is sitting, waiting for her partner to return / bringing Missouri flora in his mouth; coneflower, / daisies, aster.

From the Editors: Building Space for Contradictions & Juxtapositions But, perhaps, I was subconsciously looking to celebrate, criticize and memorialize what I saw as a space for contradictions.

From the Editors: Building Space for Contradictions & Juxtapositions

But, perhaps, I was subconsciously looking to celebrate, criticize and memorialize what I saw as a space for contradictions.

“The Fall of Chesterfield Mall” by Adam Jon Miller Chesterfield Mall opened its doors in 1976, and at its zenith, was considered the largest shopping mall in the St. Louis metropolitan area. In 2024 and 2025, the mall was closed and then demolished…

“The Fall of Chesterfield Mall” by Adam Jon Miller

“Dead Mall, Christmas Eve, 2022” by Robert Fillman bodies bound to endless loops / past shuttered shops and naked / window displays.

“Dead Mall, Christmas Eve, 2022” by Robert Fillman

bodies bound to endless loops / past shuttered shops and naked / window displays.

“mall stops” by Jeffrey H. MacLachlan synthetic sea breeze oh the aquamarine coins mating winks track lighting chlorine siren imagined pocketing prison city wishes of caribbean sand

“mall stops” by Jeffrey H. MacLachlan

synthetic sea breeze oh the aquamarine coins mating winks track lighting chlorine siren imagined pocketing prison city wishes of caribbean sand

“42°29’43.4″N 73°12’22.7″W” by Cleo Levin The morning of my grand opening, the sun rose early and poured in through my skylights, through the doors, through the three glass pyramids that hung over my atriums. It shone on my polished tile f…

"42°29'43.4"N 73°12'22.7"W" by Cleo Levin

"The morning of my grand opening, the sun rose early and poured in through my skylights, through the doors, through the three glass pyramids that hung over my atriums. It shone on my polished tile floors and danced through the halls."

“Mill Creek Drive” by J.T. Trigonis Soon, we'd // be at the mall, that holiest of pre-adolescent holies, / shops assailing our senses, every minute feeling / Fast Times at Ridgemont High.

“Mill Creek Drive” by J.T. Trigonis

Soon, we'd // be at the mall, that holiest of pre-adolescent holies, / shops assailing our senses, every minute feeling / Fast Times at Ridgemont High.

Special Feature: The Mall 🏬 The Mall is the Pine Hills Review special feature of 2025.

Special Feature: The Mall

🏬 The Mall is the Pine Hills Review special feature of 2025.

“The Five-Year Anniversary of the Tornado That Took Down Turtle Creek” by Sarah Watkins It was the first time that this city had been featured on national news, but no one wanted to speak. The damage spoke for itself. It was as if the building were run through a mandoline slicer—caved-in ceilings, exposed pipe, and criss-crossing metal frames that held up nothing.

“The Five-Year Anniversary of the Tornado That Took Down Turtle Creek” by Sarah Watkins

It was the first time that this city had been featured on national news, but no one wanted to speak. The damage spoke for itself. It was as if the building were run through a mandoline slicer—caved-in ceilings,…

“A gigantic cathedral of consumption”: An Interview with Kate Black "I describe the mall as an ‘altar of becoming’—a place of total possibility. I felt, and honestly still feel, exhilarated by how buying something new has the potential to transform myself. (Whether this potential ever actually realizes itself is another question.)"

“A gigantic cathedral of consumption”: An Interview with Kate Black

"I describe the mall as an ‘altar of becoming’—a place of total possibility. I felt, and honestly still feel, exhilarated by how buying something new has the potential to transform myself. (Whether this potential ever actually…