Samuel Prince

1 year ago

La Spezia Instead, he flicks a royal wave towards La Spezia Gulf, exhales for emphasis and plunges the quartered lime…

Sherry Mossafer Rind

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The Anchovy of Melancholy In my vision along the bookshelf Anchovy becomes Anatomy of Melancholy where Burton accuses fish of…

Jennifer Rood

1 year ago

Desert Tableau, Fort Rock, Oregon Spray of feathers. Last flight flown. Bird no more. Rodent skull bleached to chalk, with…

Maria Rouphail

1 year ago

Iowa Scenes  . . . to glorify things, just because they are. ‌               …

Joel Savishinsky

1 year ago

Mornings in Melancholia --after Freud’s 1917 essay “Mourning and Melancholia” I. A strange country to walk into at ten A.M.…

Sarah Cummins Small

1 year ago

Unstitched I am held together by tiny stitches on small scraps of feed sack, snatches of wool, snips of gingham.…

Doug Stone

1 year ago

Li Bai on His Way to Meng Haoran’s Grave The anger of a gathering storm stirs the sullen sky with…

Audrey Towns

1 year ago

The Lost Boys …for she thought that she had seen him before in the faces of many women who have…