Poetry
Summer 1994
Cancer
The man I’ve loved and hated two-thirds of my life tells me he’s made a quantum leap toward death. Decades of warfare fall away, we’ll end with a new beginning. […]
Poetry
Summer 1994
Entropy
The man brings us Sarajevo for breakfast, statistics of hunger which he insists do not add up to starvation. To ensure us breakfast in peace, he promises the wicked witch […]