Valerie Bacharach: Chaos
There is no word for parents who have lost a child. Our language is chaotic. We are not widowed or orphaned. We are without, we are incomplete.
March 10, 2023 · 16 Comments
Gerry LaFemina: Some Things Just Can’t Be Explained
This is what sasquatch does, leaves
behind only a remnant of itself, some imprint,
a clue. The rest is speculation, the way
the Phantom Grammarian could have been anyone—
August 30, 2022 · 5 Comments
Gerry LaFemina: A Slight Misunderstanding
What I heard was that she was interested
in accidents, so I envisioned those frozen moments
(perhaps only milliseconds), the liminal frames
when we realize an event is unavoidable
June 30, 2022 · 6 Comments
