Nonfiction
Fall 2008
‘Balm after Violence’: Louise Glück’s “Averno”
To evade or survive disaster is to enter into an odd, almost phobic relation to it: we think of it, but we do not. We feel that it touched and […]
Poetry
Spring 1997
1961
I started to starve in September's first weeks, and by the time I began my descent to earth, I was so small I caused my mother scarcely any physical pain, […]
Poetry
Spring 1997
Our Alliance
My sister and I must have loved each other, at least, when our mother found the two of us equally to blame, equally innocent and therefore ceased to distinguish us. […]