Louise Bogan: Cassandra
And madness chooses out my voice again,
Again. I am the chosen no hand saves…
January 11, 2026 · 10 Comments
William Wenthe: Prophecy
In the predawn of Monday, I woke, dream-heavy
with a feeling of fate—like memory, but more
like remembering forward
October 3, 2024 · 7 Comments