Back then, Sara invited the artists for rum-spiked punch. I brought a lover with his colossal German […]
Poetry
It was like arriving too early to visit the Freud Museum and being forced to walk around […]
Model City [5] by Donna Stonecipher
The valley bares its purplish crags like wine-stained teeth, a throat to swallow us, so let’s drink […]
Landscape with Uncertainty Principle by Laura Bylenok
That single tiny portrait remaining. A heap of inscrutable letters and a white dress. The envelopes already torn. […]
Your Scholar: Tracking Emily Dickinson’s Ghost by Kristina Marie ...
It was like walking through your neighborhood one snowy night with a new friend who’d lived there […]
Model City [3] by Donna Stonecipher
Our father cannot sleep. Tomorrow, he will kill your dogs because they killed his cat. Our father will […]
Hoping Wherever You Are, You Are Not Watching by Melissa ...
Imagine the dog’s chapel, squat, and its rooms lined with bowls of cool water from which to […]
Portrait of the Ghost by Melissa Cundieff-Pexa
Boy, you can really chat some fuckery Daddy told me early & he didn’t tell […]
Origin Song by Brian Francis
in the twilight of this world, it is always dusk. every nightfall, in the beginning, bright as […]
as Eve, remembering Eden by John Fry
she’s going away for a little rest wrest rest wrest a way restive restless restrict restore restitute […]
Rest[rain] by Janet Norman Knox
A girl says, sweetly, it’s time you begin to look after me, so I may seem loveable […]
Park by Tamiko Beyer
The huge plane-tree is too patched with rust this morning to conceal autumn anymore But its roots […]