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Western and McLean
She sits atop a stoop with four descending stairs built for a home that does not belong to her; quite possibly, this is her sanctuary, her patch of…
“Protest,” “Smoke,” and “Sounds”
Protest You always keep things at wrong places screw driver in kitchen cabinet remote beneath your pillow shoes inside unlatched bird cage and banana…
A September’s Flight Into Being, Part 1
On the TV that sat above the refrigerator in the lounge, the footage was of Building 1 of the World Trade Center belching smoke like a snuffed-out…
Back in the Saddle Again
The man knocked on the door of the cabin in a saddle, the slight depression in the trail between the lower part of Hawley Hill and the upper part. An…
Reject Ambiguity, Embrace Action
Why is that no matter how passionately I feel about writing a novel, my inhibitions convince me I would sooner walk from Toronto to Montreal than…
Student Mentor/Executioner
Blanks was a town on a dry river. That’s where I lived until transferred to Noise. Once a year, at New Beginnings Day, I go back. My body models were…
The Face You Show
This part of town is tough. We see more police cars than florist delivery vans, but it suits my budget for the moment, and I have learned a great…
Love of Divine Temples
When we are young Of divine temples For our love Everything is a path of roses. It doesn't matter that our parents Show us their back With the wounds…
The Barleys
Frank Barley loved his family. He waved to the mailman now and then and voted when it suited him. He made no bones about his distrust of blacks and…
“Arrangement,” “I Sit in Chair,” “Writing and Reading,” and Other Poems
translated by Xi Nan Arrangement At Blue Gulf Cafe at 1am Lu Zi (陆子) pointed at a row of tables and chairs: You guys look, they didn't arrange…
