Ian Willey We Pretend When she returns to the table having rushed off for an emergency breast pumping, we pretend not to notice the spot on her blouse and she pretends not to notice our pretending not to notice and in this way we get back to our prescribed agenda while the spot, barely there […]
Read MoreSteve Klepetar Beyond Touch Trees caught fire, sky rained ash, our hands were flame, eyes like coal burning in the grate, hair roaring in the wind, until we were beyond touch, all of us smoldering in the ruined land. Steve Klepetar watches the news every weekday at six with his hand over his face.
Read MoreSteve Klepetar Between Us we forget the world so easily with a little wine some cashews and almonds in a glass bowl a violin concerto playing as we shut our ears to the day’s awful news. Steve Klepetar might just be the best known Shanghai-born Jewish-American writer of one sentence poems in all of Berkshire […]
Read MoreSteve Klepetar Reading on the Beach I start out trying to read on the beach, sun glaring off the page, but it’s so hard to concentrate with you rising before me, eyes burning, hair tangled and wild in summer sun, book hissing to steam in my hand as you pull me out to sea, sky […]
Read MoreTrish Saunders In the midst of terror, a lifeline The park air is sweet with chili sauce and families when a teenager is pulled from the icy waters of Lake Washington still breathing, says a firefighter, & we exhale together. Trish Saunders is hopeful about November 2020
Read MoreTrish Saunders A Brief Startling Image When a door appeared in my living room, I opened it—wouldn’t you? that’s when the man flew in here I’m lost, he panted, I never learned the proper use of wings I pitied him, but how beautiful the green earth must have appeared flying above it for the first […]
Read MoreTrish Saunders The Other Side of the Pacific Even here, I feel the shudder of cement landing on ancient Hawaiian farmland. Trish Saunders is hopeful about November 2020
Read MoreFrederick Charles Melancon Family Librarian When sis overdosed, her parents tossed her things, but her brother hid her books in his room, marking each one overdue. Frederick Charles Melancon is straightedge, but he doesn’t judge others for their library fines.
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