On second-class stamps Paper-castle margins flake And midmost the queen’s A fossil-punch blueprint. Swash your tongue in slaver, Dribble on sticky gum, Thrust a stop-at-nothing thumbprint, Squash that haughty nose. I’m due a letter. Originally published Winter 2009.
Don’t you remember the day it froze, nothing in the pantry but oranges? We broke the ice crust on top of the morning’s snow, ate it in slices like bread. Everything tastes out of season now, and there are hunched little women outside, scattering handfuls of blue salt onto the street. In another pastoral, they … Continue reading From the Archives: “Return to Sender” by Hilary Vaughn Dobel
“I had a dream I was sitting in a car in a mini mall and my tooth fell out. Unusual for me, right? As a city gal to be in a car, much less a mini mall? I was holding the tooth cupped in my hand in my lap. Then somehow I spotted a dental … Continue reading Fiction: “No Man’s Land” by Nancy Ford Dugan
April awoke to the hemming and hawing of an electric tooth brush whose battery was running low. The sound reminded her of the spinning top her daddy had given her for her third birthday, a top with airplanes which took off and landed as it jiggled along the pitted linoleum floor of their double wide. It had been … Continue reading Fiction: “I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill Last Night” by S. Frederic Liss
John or Not john, don’t scare myself from the start; another bus comes by, another day is loosened by the hours, another decent filet mignon gets eaten, another poem, another airplane ride to the caribbean, another plume out of the oven network of verbs, another unused thing of anything, thing of everything, another armada, another … Continue reading Poetry: “John or Not” by John Harper