THE PROFESSOR KNEW SHE NEEDED HELP, BY NIN ANDREWS

​So he kept her after class, long after the others had left. One night he told her the story of Persephone. Maybe he thought she was so ignorant, she didn’t know about the seasons or how the world is ruled by sleazy gods. That it’s a wonder anything blooms. Then he took out a pomegranate, cut it open with a pocketknife, and gave her a lopsided grin. “What are you doing?” she asked as seeds leaked onto her white, white skin.

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Nin Andrews’ poems have appeared in Ploughshares, Agni, The Paris Review, four editions of Best American Poetry, and more.  The author of six chapbooks and six full-length poetry collections, she has won two Ohio individual artist grants, the Pearl Chapbook Contest, the Kent State University chapbook contest, and the Gerald Cable Poetry Award. She is also the editor of a book of translations of the Belgian poet, Henri Michaux, Someone Wants to Steal My Name.  Her book, Why God Is a Woman, was published by BOA Editions in 2015. 

Her newest collection, The Last Orgasm, is available for pre-order.