(from “The New York Editions”) When we were kids, my younger brother knocked over a vase […]
Poetry
The pale trees without A damp sky begins its rest Summary birds cant, then alight Light […]
Species of Winter That Came by Robert Dannenberg
In the perilous days on the blackened streets. In the scissored summer, in the sweat-stink, the nervous heat. […]
Where and When by Mercedes Lawry
Let whatever will dissolve do so. Then there’s what’s left. We say dregs because we lack […]
The Alchemist by Dan Lewis
Deliver me from this rubble, a bent beam, rusted square nails, laths smashed to slivers. I’ve […]
Morning Prayer by Sara Parrell
Read “The Musing Gaze: a conversation with Chad Parmenter” here. Sex was a lead lens—even for […]
Sex was a lead lens by Chad Parmenter
Lie flat on your back in the black lake this night of your annunciation. The water’s […]
Grace by Sandra Marchetti
They were in band together, she a reedless woodwind and he a percussionist, her family teased […]
Mama Hulas with the Eggslice Player One Last Time by ...
Next door he’s found his sax, Lord. Do you hear him play into sunlight as if […]
Prayer at Noonday by Sara Parrell
after the painting by George Bellows, 1912 A ship is drifting up the river, through the […]
Men of the Docks by David Salner
Open Letter to Marshall Berman (1940-2013) By Eric Darton MARSHALL BERMAN Spirit only becomes […]
Twin Eulogies: Marshall Berman (by Eric Darton) and Tato Laviera ...
1. We are the pretend proprietors of earth, section off space as if air was a dessert […]