Reviewed by Ariell Cacciola After the People Lights Have
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Reviewed by Ariell Cacciola After the People Lights Have
Continue readingOn Saturday I took a stroll with my wife, in the park we both adore for its white blossoms and occasional squirrels. The sun was bright without being sentimental,
Continue readingErica Plouffe Lazure When I first see the lady in robes at the mall, I think Virgin Mary. “Bedsheets!” my
Continue readingReviewed by Michelle Newby Spheres of Disturbance, Amy Schutzer
Continue readingI don’t know who killed Laura Palmer. I don’t know who murdered her and then covered her with a clear plastic tarp and dumped her in the river. I could find out. That’d be easy enough.
Continue readingMy father always used the same bowl, painted birds around the rim. I could barely see over the counter, but I knew those birds would fly forever. The eggs were for my mother,
Continue readingRyan Abshire Father Bill paid for the Jesus outfit with the church credit card and went to the fountain behind
Continue readingThe Pleasures of Mountaineering
Before her father, there was the hill. Crag, old woman, hag-shoe hill. Something she climbed often as a singular gypsy-child of the earth’s elevation. “Feral by allowance,” she told the adults
Continue readingOn February 12, 2012, I was informed that three of the graduate students whose theses I was directing had become convinced that I was in fact an agent engaged in covert activity.
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