Sometimes you are the more elegant of the two cigarettes in the cut glass ashtray. Sometimes […]
Poetry
Baby Eyes, when you opened you struck red epaulettes on black and by a nameless law […]
No Heron by Sarah Wolfson
if not summer camp then Cape Something where sunshine hid in sand till eventide exposed its […]
(souvenir) FOSSIL by Tina Cane
Because when I write […]
Then as Proof the Land by Phillip B. Williams
Angels know me by scent alone. Precise is their reaping my confessions. I am stained. God […]
A Spray of Feathers, Black by Phillip B. Williams
When they break open my father’s lungs like a pistachio, they find his kinnor still strung. The […]
Finding my Father’s Kinnor by M. E. Silverman
You will not see a woman transform into eagle and shred the cheek neck forearms of a […]
[I Solemnly] Swear by Christopher Ankney
A technical term, the aviator’s term, for what the sky holds, it could, today, be a […]
Broken Clouds, Moline Airport by Ted Lardner
A forgotten fact can suddenly appear for instance in the moment when I happen to think […]
Breath by Annemette Kure Andersen translated by Thom Satterlee
A kiss. Train ride home from a late dinner, City Hall and document signing. Wasn’t cold […]
Epithalamium by Phillip B. Williams
the walls are aqueous tonight half-light a brew of medusa shadows hours mulling the […]
A WALK TO THE JETTY by Tina Cane
I am proud my gums have not melted like wax, teeth barnacled like cave droppings, meth yellow. […]