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Light as light bantering milkweed feather brushing kettle drum parakeet nuzzling cuttlebone that afternoon in St. Mark’s Square and no one recognized us no, no one noted or noticed our chaff.   Lois Marie Harrod’s l9th...

The body changes so when the river sucks it in. I thought I was Orpheus’s head floating down the Hebrus still singing, but I was not singing— my sweet wrist pale and swollen and the hand that held the pen gone. For a tongue, a...

. . . and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. Hamlet She lent him her night but he kept it in the unfinished garage with the tin cans of rusty screws, the empty Mason jars bequeathed by his mother and the hedge clippers too...

Last night the Angel came again and demanded as he had long ago, Write, Caedmon, write the Creation, and what could the old cowherd do but sign up next to last, 32 of 33, and slide onto the one empty metal chair and watch his...

Morning, after election eve, November 8, 2028 As I break out of sleep, I hear in my mind, the throb of Hauser, my favorite cellist, crashing his rendition of Sway, as if he were setting the world afire in dance, an historic...