Bruce Weigl – Blood
Blood I’m inside my mind where the river’s blown out, wall of blood cascading just behind me so I run fast I can run fast, even after everything. I stay ahead of the blood. I stay ahead. I know not to ask questions about the origin of pain or about the screams that tear the […]
Sandra Kohler – Blossomings
Blossomings On the sidewalk across the street from the rundown house which is my temporary home, though temporary has been too long, feels eternal, there are brilliant strokes of color this morning: fallen gladioli, coral, yellow spikes, remnants of what was my garden before fire almost destroyed house, garden, our life there thirteen months ago. […]
Ken Craft – The Phoebe Nest
The Phoebe Nest One April morning, just below the inner ledge of a column, the slats of my porch broke out with the white measles of bird shit. I had heard a mother Phoebe’s raspy fee-bee and, not wanting the mess of daily excrement on my mahogany or grass and mud crowning my column’s crisply […]
Dane Cervine – Ark of Breath
Ark of Breath Mater atrium necessitas, Latin for “The mother of invention is necessity”. In Beijing, citizens avoid the outdoors, pay thousands for indoor air filters— the rich build protective barriers over backyards, gigantic domes over tennis courts, soccer fields. It is already happening— when I first landed in Delhi, walked outside the hotel, circled […]
