Citrus Freeze
Citrus Freeze by Forrest Gander To the north, along Orange Blossom Trail, thick breath of sludge fires. Smoke rises all night, a spilled genie who
Month: October 2012
How to Make and Bind Chapbooks
Poets and Writers gives us a How To on Chapbooks. Whether you end up distributing your own prose or poetry at a reading or collecting
My Mother in a Washing Machine
My Mother in a Washing Machine by C.L. Quigley Trying to lift the pain with a stain fighter, Cold Cold or Warm Cold but not
Thieves and Liars
Thieves and Liars by Dirk Michener The other day I had gotten home from church early because my kid was sick with a viral infection
A Dancing Dream
A Dancing Dream by Nicole Taylor Janet smiles and lumbers forward. Cheryl downstairs usually walks steps forth, body straight, and stomps loudly. Janet leans right,
A Blind Man
A Blind Man by DIY Danna A sheepish grin and half-hearted wave makes me laugh and thank the pebble stuck in the sole of old
Cold
Cold by Brendan Sullivan “Bare knuckle winter barely left us awake or breathing and your face bruises too sadly,” she said, her voice catching you
Lament
Lament by Arthur Sze Let me pick olives in the moonlight. Let me ride a pale green horse. Let me taste the autumn fires. Or
Vashon-Seattle, 10/21
Vashon-Seattle, 10/21 by Dan Raphael Sun darkening clouds with their own shadows gainst a solid white-grey background unraveling into clabber south, azure to the west