Poetry
Winter 1995
Moments of Departure
The sense that came about in moments of departure occurs, only now I don’t even have to go anywhere. . . . It’s like a long-distance runner who suddenly finds […]
Poetry
Winter 1993
636 11th
In memory of Jean Millar 1. Ten years, one nest of seven rented rooms: what boast of loyalty and luck. I have been faithful to a house (“mere brick and […]
Nonfiction
Spring 1992
Native Fathers
She asks, “Why can’t you try to imagine how I feel? I’ve just had a baby.” “I can. I can but I don’t want to, it’s not the thing. The […]