by Kathryn Gahl | Feb 7, 2018 | Magazine Article
Beneath the butcher-wrap paperlay Formica of gray with black flecks,and after my mother and her side-kick Anita finished wrapping T-bones, roundsteaks, sirloins, blade roasts and pot roasts,they lugged in a 20-gallon pail of ground chuck and slapped and laughed the...
by Mary Rowin | Feb 7, 2018 | Magazine Article
So tell your story, each version more distantand yet … still fresh, never finished. No matter whether death was suddenor a gradual decline, devastation wraps itself as a binding and timeis a geometry of fractals, repetitions smaller … smaller … an intricacy that never...
by Paulette Laufer | Feb 7, 2018 | Magazine Article
You need to remind the mind over and over againto come back to quiet, to the dark hollows of where words and no wordsare found, like hunting morels in a forest. Be patient. It’s not an easy task.The mind doesn’t want togo there.It would rather grab the handlebars of a...
by Dominic Holt | Feb 7, 2018 | Magazine Article
As my mother tells it,when the Great Warcame my Great-GrandmotherGuarneschella lied. Datesare relative. Domenicowouldn’t be 16. Wouldn’t beconscripted. Didn’t matter.Ran away with his cousinto the front at 14. Earned hima...
by Max Witynski | Feb 7, 2018 | Magazine Article
It’s 5:30 am on a Thursday, a week before Christmas. The four of us stand under a starry sky on a country road a few miles outside of Blanchardville, peering into a darkened stand of white pine with our hands cupped to our ears. The temperature is near zero, so this...