by Janet Gardiner | Jul 25, 2017 | art, poetry |
I lived in a valley. I live in a valley. The sun sets on one side and rises terrifying On the other The mirror shimmers that shaky reflection Back to me Trembling in the predictable gusts of wind On the surface of the stream She stares with hollow, black eyes...
by Kim Bateman | Jul 20, 2017 | Essays, Psychology, Series |
Death Dialogues #4 Second Fool: “Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a carpenter?” First Fool: “…a gravemaker: the houses that he makes last till doomsday.” from from Hamlet I sat on the floor across from the vet who had just put down our 12-year-old,...
by Robert Lee Haycock | Jul 10, 2017 | photographs, poetry
Our moon lived on that corner where some words burned a hole in the sky with their endless requests for blond haired boys mouthing sounds of brass and reed very young and very old forever second guessing wayward Venus and something I don’t know the name of...
