Once in the Desert Primeval Once in the desert primeval, not the forest, wind blowing, susurrations of moving sand, life…
Surface Tension In the place where an embarrassed silence falls, I put a candlestick or a water glass. --Yannis Ritsos, Monochords…
My Brother It was bruise marks of hands that alluded to tracks of murder. Her neck was twisted too many…
Delores Pollard, a native of Montana, says she is attempting to tame the wildness of her art. She had her…