Doug Anderson: South of Laramie
And that is the way with love.
Speak only when you cannot help it.
However strange and vibrant the sound.
December 17, 2019 · 2 Comments
Sharon Fagan McDermott: The Body Dreams Itself
into an avenue of steam, the streetlights glow a slick sheen. And down this road, this August night thick as wet wool, a car rattles. The body dreams itself heavy, … Continue reading
October 8, 2018 · Leave a comment