poetry
poem by a. alvarez
The Bad Dream and the Photograph Even in sleep your shadow watches, me Your whisper rustles through the sleeping room As though you moved in silks. Why keep on trying? … more…
phosphorescence
phosphorescence by cynthia cruz photographs of photographs and polaroids of stacks of books on fragments and photographs and pamphlets on letters sent and imminent collisions. what the body does not … more…
from the paris review; poems
i’ve been receiving newsletters from the paris review for a while now, and one of the nice things about that is that it includes a daily poem. i would say … more…