A Man and His Map ~inspired by Man Studying a Map by Clem Starck Clem, I have my own picture…
Refuse Once in Yachats, the girl encounters a vision of light. Gutted in the darkness of the hallway at night,…
Coming Home The door opens with an inhale of air I bring cold in with my parka. Here, the smell…
Yeva Chisholm is a collage artist and poet from the Willamette Valley, recently relocated to Santa Fe, New Mexico, where…
Salt III: Breathe The first time we smell the air we wail and cry. — King Lear For a long…
I Want To Live My Life in a Rothko Painting --Written to Franz Joseph Haydn’s Quartet in B-flat Major, Op.…
Chibaiskweda I talk more to my father now that he’s gone, perhaps because now I can get a complete thought…
Bull Rider My drug friends gave me reasons to wear the cow outfit, not a farm beast, but one of…
The Fifth Element Pratyahara, withdrawal of the senses, is one of the eight limbs of yoga-- the elusive fifth. Consider…
As Realists Our style has the shelf-life of dark-yellow bananas it reeks of end but I swallow you clawing my…