Poetry
Autumn 1990
The Shakespeare Lesson
for John Reichert None of the students liked Cleopatra. She was selfish, they said, and Antony was a wimp—because he wouldn't decide how he felt, because he ran away, and […]
Poetry
Autumn 1990
Happiness
I can remember only once feeling perfectly happy. I was eighteen, a freshman at college. It was October, and I was sitting on the lawn behind my dormitory, leaning against […]
Poetry
Autumn 1990
Lies
In Sunday School we talked about lies and if it was ever right to tell them. What if you could save someone's life? What would God care about then? We […]
Poetry
Autumn 1990
The Other World
1 There is another one. It's under this world, and inside it. Look at what we're looking at right now—that tree, that hill. Who can see it for itself? Even […]
Poetry
Summer 1995
A Small Lie
1 The reporter expected the place would be “sinister beyond words,” and it wasn’t. It seemed “harmless.” The barracks were painted “a pleasant soft green.” So many rooms, emptied of […]