plowing the garden of gethsemane
plowing the garden of gethsemane by TC “He remembers the box, made of oak, With the lock, very secret and odd, And spreads through a
plowing the garden of gethsemane by TC “He remembers the box, made of oak, With the lock, very secret and odd, And spreads through a
Dear Jesus, It’s Me, David by David Morley – my body as insufficient sacrifice – I’m learning to do nothing right, and soon I’ll despise
DEPRESSIVES by Howie Good 1 I had just turned six. The universal symbol for handicapped hadn’t been invented yet. Birds dragging broken wings left their
Xmas or Bust by Jay Passer landed in Sacramento straight off Amtrak the year Mayan from the confines of a shoebox orbiting the moon brain
Picot by KJ Hannah Greenberg Sticky brown resin, eldritch in viscosity, the stuff of twig-based cantilevers, presents Like temporarily filling; it’s altogether less helpful than
Familiar Smell in Someone Else’s Kitchen by Pat A Physics Angry at the ground kind of it’s fault if it disappeared into a grain of
My Best Sweater by Eric Sterling i took the trash out right on time to high five the guy that rides on back. his sister
Autotomy by Eric Phetteplace Indulgent destruction of a mind mired in symbols with reality some rodent kept in a cage under your childhood bed. Chromatophores
Love, et al. by Nicholas Su So I’ve been holding out for the longest time on writing these words, out of respect for myself and
A rare recording taken from a live interview T. S. Eliot did for the BBC, broadcast during World War II. Thomas Stearns Eliot (September 26,