Sydney Lea: Final Visit
He kept awkwardly laying a hand across his forehead, trying to cover his eyes. He’d done that a lot by then. Ever the iron-butt Yankee, he meant to hide his tears, though … Continue reading
Dion O’Reilly: Ecology of Fear
There’s a poet in your way. She’s pink as a newborn, bright as the one star that heats the planet. Such warmth, Iceman, of course you’re terrified.
Carolyne Wright | Ghazal: Mid-Teens
My restless dreams and wakeful nights began—
At 3 a.m. I stalked down the hall. “You’re just sixteen,”
My father sighed—awake, too, in the living room.
William Palmer | The Glow Fills Something Inside: Lucille Clifton and Alma
among the rocks
at walnut grove
your silence drumming
in my bones,
tell me your names
Jessica Corbett: Bernie Sanders’ 7 Policies to Defeat Trump and Secure a Better Future for All
“It is not good enough just to be critical of Trump and his destructive policies. We must bring forth a positive vision that will improve the lives of ordinary Americans.”
Tony Magistrale: Family Man
For forty years a compliant prisoner
in his own home. Work his addiction and escape,
his only refuge against the daily humiliations,
the tedious boredom, the inane dinner chatter.
Tom Engelhardt: The Apocalyptic President
“We’re gonna make trade fair again, and maybe win a Nobel Peace Prize while we’re at it… unless I have to nuke somebody.”
Video: The God Man
‘The God Man’ is an animated film of an interview with Jonah Weisman, the man who discovered the entity “The God Man” drifting through space.
K.P. Davis: Nell—On Being Prepared
She’d gotten good at fortifying a space quickly, but it took constant vigilance, keeping the rice bag full, and coffee enough for the morning.
Bob Kunzinger: K.P. Davis and the Strength of Women
In a world of a million voices reeling at the same time for space, for the slightest increase of volume, these women wake us up with their whispering determination.
Michelle Bitting: Drive
I do love driving Mama in it
now along the coast highway, cranking the windows, folding the top down so the stiff fishy
breeze stings our noses and make our curls fly off the backs of our necks.
Cesare Pavese: Passion for Solitude
Everything stands isolated before my senses,
which accept it calmly: a rustling of silence.
There’s nothing in this darkness I couldn’t know,
the way I know my blood is running through my veins.
Alliyah Lusuegro: Target Needs to Kick Ice Out of Its Stores
It may be time for some of us to rethink where we shop.
James Crews: Mud-Puddling
I don’t want to read another book
or listen to another podcast promising
a better life, the road to happiness.
I just want to love my life as it is
