Gary Margolis: Ending the War
one morning
in August, she can walk
away from her fury
of pines, and catch
her breath
John Samuel Tieman: Marriage
that moment when you know
you did this one thing right
Meg Pokrass: Quack
He tells her this: “When ejaculating, I quack.” “Promise?”She’s poking water next to him — tipping front, then back, and then over again, looking at the sky, sideways.He gets her feathers … Continue reading
Judith A. Brice: To Charlie, Beyond the Mist
Will the mist have vanished from the lake by the time you read this? — birthday note to Charlie from a good friend What she couldn’t know was your eyes warm … Continue reading
Andrea Hollander: Room to Room
And then I began to muse, the way all of us do who have been let down, betrayed, left to wander room to room, taking a stack of dishtowels from … Continue reading
Michael Simms: The Marriage-Bed
The marriage-bed is the center of happiness
a point from which all things ripple outward,
a nest from which all things learn to fly.