Night Text
Night Text by Sarah Maclay Let’s imagine I’m translating something to you— you, asleep, or sleepless or naming that third place—between— with the tips of
Month: May 2015
blearily loping
blearily loping by Shannon Baker blearily loping toward a gleaming, grand indifference gratitude signalcrossed smashbroken into, midsentence, bent over and back, but still singing out
Separating Sara
Separating Sara by Kenneth Sibbett Marty sat at his desk at home, watching the kids across the street playing some type of game. It looked
SATURNALIA AT THE BASILICA
SATURNALIA AT THE BASILICA by Unknown While it may be freezing cold, farmers come skipping from their fields in the pillowy white dawn thick as
Sugar Lane
Sugar Lane by Brittany Crosby Drip drops of sun on my thirsty tongue. Squeeze juicy wine from pink pears. Stroke my cheek with a sugary
The Wall
The Wall By Alfred Corn I try and try not to think about the Wall. Its profile, massive height and roughcut stonework All stir up
LA Times Man
LA Times Man by Kim Farleigh A LA Times man looked across the plane’s aisle and asked: “What are you going to be doing there?”
On Deck
On Deck by Nicholas Su He can still feel it. That day he departed in a slow drifting off the docks and the lazy waves
Choice Words
Choice Words by Ivan Jenson Let me be succinct: you are not exactly the shape size and circumference that titillates my receptors and while you
No Worry
No Worry By Cole Swensen No, worry about nothing but the chiseling of hills into distance in the slight haze and sleep lost over color