Monthly Archives: December 2018

SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: CAROLE BERNSTEIN

By Carole Bernstein: PASTORAL Sunny with the intensity of dream. Huge balloony graffiti covered the stone wall at the end of Avenue M, where Iris Bloom took me to smoke a joint and we cut Orchestra, second period. Avenue M—was … Continue reading

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Small Gifts

– Small Gifts By Steve Cushman   Small Gifts She held the ball of dryer lint out for me said this will help you start a fire.  It was the night before my first camping trip with my son’s Boy Scout … Continue reading

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First-Hand Accounts From Made-Up Places: An Interview With Poet Mike James

First-Hand Accounts From Made-Up Places: An Interview With Poet Mike James By Chase Dimock … When you read Mike James’ new book of poetry, you realize that the contradiction in the title is the intersection where his creativity dwells. For … Continue reading

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He Brought His Canvases Over

  He Brought His Canvases Over By Ryan Quinn Flanagan   He Brought His Canvases Over and he kept hauling these giant paintings through the front door so that I began to wonder how he had carried them all over, … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: NICKY BEER

By Nicky Beer: DEAR BRUCE WAYNE, My parents are dead, too. A dirty, self-cannibalizing Gotham— I also claim it, its city limits built by my skin. I slough and slough, but the city remains. Tell me, if you’d watched your … Continue reading

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Anthony Bourdain Crosses the River of the Dead

  Anthony Bourdain Crosses the River of the Dead By John Dorsey   Anthony Bourdain Crosses the River of the Dead & there is nothing to eat a mouse carrying a ham sandwich died in the corner of the room … Continue reading

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Larry

. Larry By Tim Peeler   Larry There’s an owl-faced hillbilly boy staring at me across The Cracker Barrel dining room where I’m sat back to the fireplace, Waiting on pecan-crusted catfish, cornbread, Collards, contemporary country music with its TV … Continue reading

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