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A squirrel had chewed a roosting place in the eave of my roof, a pregnant female as expected, though I didn’t watch my neighbor set the trap or haul her body away.           This is not about the squirrel. This is about my...

Summer still and still the evening and I am on my front porch rocking and middle-distance gazing beyond the stars, letting thought come and go like flickering lightning bugs turning on, turning off. The trace of pine in...

Actor, knows his lines, steps into his times, improvises on cue, Jew. “I don’t need a ride. I need ammunition.” Ukraine, birthplace of the Bal Shem Tov (“Master of the Good Name”) — source stream of joyous Hasidism — born near...

Does the pattern that was you have a chance against the universal disassembling? As you expire what could prevent those electrons from unbinding as you pass through the bardo keeping, at minimum, your idea of the pattern coming...

Look straight into the eye of a broken-legged toad and it turns into a bird of paradise missing half a wing. Adam Day is the author of Left-Handed Wolf (LSU Press, 2020), and of Model of a City in Civil War (Sarabande Books),...

to disappear in time we collect memories stoke the fire half-woman half-man half-animal half-bird about fish, about snails, about birds I planted nasturtiums, fed the roses we awaited the rain the wind was fierce I found a nest...

to disappear in time we collect memories stoke the fire half-woman half-man half-animal half-bird to disappear in time we collect memories stoke the fire half-woman half-man half-animal half-bird & in the distance— the full...

gull feather, eagle, dark procession always passing tangle of bone and branch bucket of bloody water beaver sliding down, slap then silence, outline of a hand held out in shadow, shadow passing where there could be no shadow how...

between two lakes and just off the trail, a young oak in a clearing, snow filtering down, shining bark, clear skin, someone has hung ornaments on the limbs as if more were needed in this world where nothing is ever...

people walk softly and believe they still have a chance to live fearless garudas root like pigs through collapsed flowers thinking of no one but themselves armies swarm at the border in the capital there is much swatting of...