when I was little, they made us wave little flags at the president, our school was near […] (Unfinished Sketches of a Revolution) by Brane Mozetic, translated by ...October 14, 2015 in Poetry / Translation tagged Barbara Jursa / Brane Mozetic by Sarah Russell
oh deer, i am sorry for your roadside funeral—speeding procession of shock & pity we wonder how […] roadkill by t’ai freedom fordOctober 14, 2015 in Poetry tagged t'ai freedom ford by Kristina Marie Darling
the child-snow listens, (enclaved) ungirds its mission posture fever-dream of anemone, radio fosse/foundry the […] the child-snow (2) by G.C. WaldrepOctober 14, 2015 in Poetry tagged G.C. Waldrep by Kristina Marie Darling
Bear Creek, NC The muscles in my lower back have trained themselves to spasm around […] Good Health by Anna B. SuttonOctober 14, 2015 in Poetry by Julia Daly
Today let me give you crumbles weeping (v.) sprig of wounds poured from the spine of my […] Daily Bread by Christina D. RodriguezOctober 14, 2015 in Poetry tagged Christina D. Rodriguez by Kristina Marie Darling
Everything was oddly serene in the alley. Close to a century of exhaust and fumes covered […] The Space Between by Jan SchmidtOctober 14, 2015 in Prose tagged Jan Schmidt by Julia Daly
both granny and papa, or at least the dust of what’s left of them, lie in unmarked […] ancestors by t’ai freedom fordOctober 14, 2015 in Poetry tagged t'ai freedom ford by Kristina Marie Darling
A murder of crows cawed for justice from the crest of an oak tree as I began […] The Un-Needing by Anna M. EvansOctober 14, 2015 in Poetry tagged Anna M. Evans by Julia Daly
A couple of duck-bodied waterbirds have shadowed us all the way around Green Lake. Charcoal grey, heads […] My Brother & Me, Grown Up by Carolyn Williams-NorenOctober 14, 2015 in Poetry tagged Carolyn Williams-Noren by Marlee Gaffey
Thursdays my father drove me to dance class. He dropped me off in the driveway of a […] Those Who Are Blessed by Elizabeth BrinsfieldOctober 14, 2015 in Prose tagged Elizabeth Brinsfield by Julia Daly
Jess preferred to say she’d been attacked. It better captured her sense of violation. Mugged sounded […] Lucky by Joanna PearsonOctober 14, 2015 in Prose tagged Joanna Pearson by Julia Daly
Clara Changxin Fang was born in Shanghai, China and immigrated to the United States when […] The Night My Mother Left Me for America by Clara ...October 14, 2015 in Poetry tagged Clara Changxin Fang by Kristina Marie Darling