Poetry
Nov/Dec 2017
Elegy with Icarus and the Heart of a Hummingbird
Someone must’ve gone fetched him out, towed the drowned, wing-wrecked bird through a slick of his own feathery want, though, more likely, he passed out from knowing, and the falling […]
Poetry
Spring 2002
Riding Backwards on a Train
Someone always likes to ride backwards, leaning his head against the window, reflection, the clacking of the cars rocking him to sleep. What does he see in the passing frames? […]