What is Left is What Matters
A review of Salvage the Bones, by Jesmyn Ward. What is at stake for this family comes starkly to the fore of this intimate and brutal narrative set in Bois...
Letters to my Daughters
...Every plum has a past.
When you puncture the skin, you don’t think
of where it’s been, but how it tastes....
Can-Picking
We heave creaking Hefty bags over our backs. Bags the size of baby elephants, singed water heaters, stopped engine blocks worth only scrap....
what happens when you watch jaws backwards
Outside the window
the freeway threw up enough cars
that they had to open a parking lot. People died
by the truckload...
epitaphs #5, #19, #40
here lies a man who lost his virginity during his senior class trip to Grand Bahama Island but thanks to the storms that had gone before them their...
Take Something Ugly
A window gave back the sky, but the window itself wasn’t ugly, just the building it was in. She saw the sun glinting off a piece of broken glass, turning...
Weird Acrylics
Sassi makes his acrylics using both positive and negative homemade stencils along with found tiny objects like nuts, bolts, rings, clips, circlips, washers,...
A Bridge and a Bouquet
I wasn’t even sixteen yet, and I could see my mother’s expression of ‘my daughter is getting older’. I didn’t know whether to shift my...
A Reader’s Choice
What do you all think about Hemingway’s statement? This way of putting the choice on the reader? Are there any contemporary examples that ask something...
i shoot horses
I shoot horses. Or, I have.
I have shot horses. I have stood on a hill
and written you a long and involved letter
regarding my feelings....