After Mother died Father wanted to lay tracks for a demo tape. To honor her, he said, though Mother thought the Shivering Tommys were his excuse to get high and bike the salt flats. For thirty years they’d gigged in Old Town, the desert bars on Highway 63, […]
Julia Cohen’s most recent book is a hybrid collection, I Was Not Born (Noemi Press, 2014). Her poetry books are Collateral Light (Brooklyn Arts Press, 2014) and Triggermoon Triggermoon (Black Lawrence Press, 2011). Her poetry and nonfiction appear in journals like Nat.Brut, Juked, The Rumpus, Boston Review, BOMB, […]
“We live on familiar terms with the people in our own family, our own milieu, our own class. This constant impression of familiarity makes us think that we know them, that their outlines are defined for us, and that they see themselves as having those same outlines. We […]
It was the same seminar room where at the beginning of the semester Sarah listened to her professor suggest the possible symbolisms for the nightingale in Keats’s poem. Bird = Escape her notes read. Same room, same long rectangular table, but instead of debating with her […]
The promise of something new dangles, new house, new cat, same old husband and life, which are quite good. A renewal. The death of my cat lingers, bedraggles into an accomplice. The elderly stray cat that kneads and rearranges my hair to calm himself and my ninety year […]
Renae was on her way to the set when she felt a crunch from behind after sliding to a halt in front of a stop sign. She glanced back at the other driver. A girl, well a woman really, who responded with a dazed stare as she maneuvered her car […]
Out of the butterfly room, they wander, turning the corner until the curator stops them in front of the animals. A mother clicks her stroller’s brakes. Across from her, a man arrives last, floats near the back, and continues glancing at the butterflies. He wears a small sticker […]
Jane Satterfield is the author of Daughters of Empire: A Memoir of a Year in Britain and Beyond (Demeter Press, 2009) as well as four collections of poetry including Apocalypse Mix, winner of the 2016 Autumn House Poetry Prize, selected by David St. John. Her honors include […]
1 The young woman on the train is tall, slender, and has an attractive but unremarkable face, her nose slightly overlong, but in proportion, her blunt-cut hair parted in the middle, framing her face like a short curtain, the hair touching her chin when she leans forward. She’s […]
When the news about Mr. Margolis broke my mother asked my father if he remembered him at temple on Rosh Hashanah. That, at least, is how I–the family’s self-appointed archivist–recorded her question in the rose-covered notebook I used to capture all manner of domestic minutiae. But recalling it now and […]