My mother was reading a book to me in bed when we saw the reflection of flames on […]
Sophie Klahr
They didn’t know what they wanted. Chrysanthemums, tempests, the sacred heart. The next- door neighbors put their grill […]
Sacred Heart by Sophie Klahr and Corey Zeller
“Remorse—is Memory—Awake” wrote Emily Dickinson. “Everyday objects shriek aloud,” wrote Magritte. By the time he was around 50 […]
I’m Fine Thanks by Sophie Klahr and Corey Zeller
Bunny told me once, walking through a park at dusk, how smoking crystal meth felt: like horses galloping […]
Elegy for Bunny by Sophie Klahr and Corey Zeller
Walking onto the shore without a plan, without my other mouth. The guttural of Us: […]
Mercy by Sophie Klahr
Something about the quality of her tears, you said, to explain how you knew the friend […]