licked our lips and swallowed our saliva, creating a sensation of drinking water
Read Moreit sounds like the hands of a clock: it sounds
like a bike chain slapping: it sounds like famine-
-coughing: trumpets call and wings unfurl
But the crows tell us what is happening there, what none of us can witness, but what they can see. The crows tell us what they know.
Read MoreWe produced the same emotions, but we held them different ways. He throttled his; I coddled mine to my chest.
Read Morethe future arrives one morning
Read Morelike poison for children who have not learned to count in the dark
Read MoreWeeks later, shards of a spine appeared at the feet of a woman at low tide. Then, a femur. And a pelvic bone.
Read MoreIt flutters through the air for a few seconds. Then, it hits the ground and skitters up the shoreline, kicking up sand in a panicked frenzy.
Read MoreTiny bodies, their wings unimaginably delicate.
Read MoreBeginning with a Line by Paul Celan
Reveille
Masquerade As
It is not communication. It is physics, operating at the scale of biology.
Read MoreIt is a lesser-known fact that the sky is joined together by two plates at an invisible boundary. Like two lips that when they close erase a smile, they leave a somewhat neutral expression on the sky.
Read MoreMy friend is trying to get me
to remember this time I can’t
remember since I wasn’t there
Under stress, the algae jettison themselves from the coral, taking their colorful chloroplasts with them. A ghost town remains, skeletal and pale.
Read MoreTheir tender woo skims me. I absorb the sound of what is not wooed. I absorb the weight of waiting.
Read MoreStory by Patrick McEvoy / Art & Letters by Randy Valiente
Read Morefrom the Driver Seat of My 2004 Jeep Grand Cherokee
from Boston’s Deer Island Wastewater Treatment Plant
from the Sierra Nevadas, After the Flood
Is it my place to protect you, before you can choose?
Read MoreThe slender shoots swayed and waved, seeming to beckon her closer, and Fumiko stepped forward in a light-headed moment of longing that defied a lifetime of restraint.
Read MoreSomewhere in the Congo, a child was mining cobalt. Her phone chimed, warning her it was 20% alive.
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