by Margaret Benbow | Aug 20, 2014 | Magazine Article
I always wanted to be like the wild women in old movieswho have whole storm systems of electric hair,who are earthy and hotten things upand whose great talent is in letting themselvesgo, go, go. Oh, let it be me,Barbara Stanwyck in Double Indemnitywith her killer...
by Dion Kempthorne | May 1, 2014 | Magazine Article
While Cardinal Swanson flareshis satin sleeves on high to let flythe word of God, the little bird,swift and sweet as a stolen kiss,having lost its way in, seekinga way out, tries flyingsome dazzling demonstrations of flightabove the heads of a gaping...
by Judith Harway | May 1, 2014 | Magazine Article
In the window, hung on fishing line, three prismed crystal globescatch and refract whatever rays dive down between apartment blocks:kaleidoscoping stars of rose, blue, saffron light dance crazilyacross the walls, the quilts, the shelves of novels bookendedby cast-iron...
by Jeanie Tomasko | May 1, 2014 | Magazine Article
Even one and one’s loneliness,the we of our cats or the we oftwo horses in the autumn field,side to side, head to rump,their muscular together. It’s betterwith a we, my mother said to mewhen I first met you, and I saidagain to you last Saturday morningas...
by Geoffrey Collins | Feb 20, 2014 | Magazine Article
The boy is walking about forty feet behind his mother. The two of them, the mother and the boy, are walking in the snow on the shoulder of a straight highway on a gray windless day. The snow is not deep—just a few inches of slushy mess that fell the night before—but...
