Letter from the Editor
byIn the ignominious and dispiriting year of American public life that was 2016, which culminated in the election of a president so egregiously unqualified…
2017 Fall
THE REPLICAS
by“I will give; I will enrich; I will return to the world this beauty.” — Virginia Woolf, The Waves We had planned since December…
Witness From Tornado Alley
byI’ve never seen one in person, though I’ve heard and felt plenty. I say it up front for honesty’s sake that none may say…
Everything Enters The Bloodstream
byEverything enters the bloodstream, so if you say I love you, I can bleed it out. I can bleed it out. So, too, I…
Prayer for Solid Ground
byJanuary 20, 2017 The memory isn’t old enough— its ragged edges still seep. With just a fat needle and yarn the color of sunrise,…
The Reach of Justice
by79. lynching. Circa 1920, location unknown. The arc of the moral universe is an arm span flailing in the Georgia heat and nightfall knows…