The Trespass Fetches Herself for SacrificeHeidiLynn NilssonWe are not surprised,those of us who are made,we've been told,in God's image,that o...
Famous Negro AthletesAdrian Matejka after Jean-Michel BasquiatWe are all famous Sunday mornings at the Y.That magnificent & rattled-rim space o...
The Names of the TreesLaura KasischkeI passed this place once long agowhen a man lived here with his fourdaughters, peacefully, it seemed. Thosedaught...
Road TripDavis McCombsOver the singed and brittle roadside stalks, over cotton, corn and stubble, our car's dark bug-shape slither...
The DoublesKara van de GraafIn the dressing room at Macy's,I run into all my old bodies.We are reunited when I hear themshuffling in the walls, se...
The Mind Is Its Own PlaceAnn TownsendMated and unmated,starlings swarm the willowwith their devotionsuntil the tree roilsand sways, wing-beatssounding...
The InterrogationAmit MajmudarWhen they leathered his arm to the armrest and beganlike manicurists in a nail salonhe says that he "retreated"...
The HaloC. Dale YoungIn the paintings left to usby the Old Masters, the halo,a smallish cloud of light, clungto the head, carefully framed the facesof...
First WordsPhillip B. WilliamsA storm and so a gift. Its swift approach lifts gravel from the road.A fence is flattened in the course of the ...
Spéculation HasardeuseArthur VogelsangNo one was learning French fast.I was learning French too slowly andSome were learning at an average spee...