Shore House at Winter – Kevin Casey
Tuesday, May 20, 2014 11:14 — 1 Comment
The breakers cut against the drowsing shoals,
An Interview With Kate Lebo
Thursday, May 15, 2014 8:54 — 0 Comments
I’m standing outside Neighbor Lady, peering as inconspicuously as possible through the glass at Kate Lebo, who I am supposed to be meeting for drinks. Already, I am three minutes late. I can see her sitting at the bar in a tight black t-shirt and jeans, holding a sweating tumbler of bourbon to her cheek. She is laughing, already making friends. I’m feeling a little bit nervous.
Three Poems – Maged Zaher
Thursday, April 24, 2014 10:23 — 0 Comments
Then they baptized me with dirt and I became fit to smell the perfumes of the world.
Sorrowful Waltz in the Garden – Kelli Russell Agodon
Tuesday, April 22, 2014 9:52 — 0 Comments
Beauty is imperfect and messy. God
Bomb – Jennifer Martelli
Wednesday, April 16, 2014 12:19 — 1 Comment
After they started the morphine drip after they took out the breathing tubes
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
