Issue #44 February 2015

  • Babel’s Artifacts

    The construction proved without
  • My Raincoat Opens Doors for Me

    It holds a door open above my head.
  • To Isabella Franconati

    After your husband died and the cypress trees,
  • Remembering Lethe

    Yesterday, a friend reached out:
  • The Willows in Winter in the Boston Public Garden

    In the sun’s white
  • I Had a Cheerful and Gentle Dog

    I had a cheerful and gentle dog.
  • from THE CITY OF PARIS HAS YOU IN MIND TONIGHT

    When G died began the midnight panic attacks.
  • All Night, Give or Take a Sloppy Hour

    My neighbor’s patio light burns like an ember, burns cleanly, never mind circadian rhythms and light pollution,
  • Annie Fitch’s Duck Sauce

    I must be prepared to sit
  • ELK | RUE MOUFFETARD |

    The man who said he could smell the girls ovulating
  • Cosmology

    Someone has spilled the moon
  • Woo | Red Rover

    O life little life little sawdust fleck I thought we’d go on riding hip-to-hip
  • Luljeta LLeshanaku: Homelands

        Nancy Mitchell: Hi Ani and Luljeta!  What a great treat to chat with you both about these amazing
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