Mother is a Stopped Clock Have you ever stumbled on one? The hands at impossible positions You try to adjust it, but you wind up tossing it out though the numbers are clear as numbers can be. Mother’s fingers travel over ivory as she forgets arthritis and picks out timeless standards. But she’s lost. She’s […]
Read more "POETRY: PAUL LIEBER – MOTHER IS A STOPPED CLOCK"1 The river catches the moon like a fly ball. 2 After the fire Ponderosa thrive and barbed wire. 3 Two years after the fire flowers so thick dogs disappear. 4 Synesthesia is when gnats land in your eye and you sneeze. 5 American Dream: butterfly turns to spiky black caterpillar. 6 The creak is […]
Read more "HAIKU PHOTO ESSAY: TIM STALEY – RAILROAD CANYON"The Death of David Carradine (December 8, 1936 – June 3, 2009) He was found dead on a Thursday in a luxury hotel suite in Bangkok. “We found his body, naked, hanging in the closet”, they said— he hanged himself with a curtain cord tied to his neck, one wrist and penis in a form […]
Read more "POETRY: EMILY STRAUSS – THE DEATH OF DAVID CARRADINE"Highway Prophecy The man is sitting in a white plastic lawn chair on the side of the highway, wearing a ball cap, aviators and khaki shorts. Lounging, one leg propped up. Looking very relaxed, to tell you the truth. Holding a white sign with black letters: “Jesus says the end is near.” I watch […]
Read more "POETRY: JANELLE RAINER – HIGHWAY PROPHECY"“Pisces” February twenty-fifth, early morning, and the pond is iced. Rainbow trout, I think, sprinting to the house, puffing breath, but nobody cares except Peter, my little brother, so I walk to the glass studio to watch Dad work his blowpipe, play Bass Pro Shop on Xbox, and wait for him to join me. Today […]
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