New Voices
Spring 2000
Faire Faire
It comes from eternity, from its depths, its planes, the little gift called time, and enters what is ours, to be our time. The lamb could see the panorama from […]
New Voices
Spring 2000
Amusia
The world is mortal. Its parts are mortal. The beach is in summer form. A girl I know is falling out of favor, like a toy, falling out of harmony, […]
New Voices
Spring 2000
Eidola
Everything unreal is alike. A flying turtle, a flying wife. Whatever her needs were, unreal, alike, extremes that touch (the high, the low, the sickening and burgeoning of twilight), were […]
New Voices
Spring 2000
Leaving the Eccentric
The queenfish visits the spring every spring, and she does it alone, carried away from her silvery coast, the blue drum region, carried away by the aerial ocean above, the […]
New Voices
Spring 2000
Trapeze
To float you must float from within. You must not feel attached as you brush past the body you loved, an arm past an arm, an almost weightless vapor. Don’t […]
New Voices
Spring 2000
Homogeny
There are light and milk and worship on us all, which is why I don’t mind if she’s spotted. Hills are just plains that rose in disobedience, how long can […]