Deserted But Not Abandoned, Part 2
III. So it goes. We are nobodies who have nothing, we little teachers, but in the order of things, we always have more than our servants. If we make…
Frontier Justice
He had to go. You’ll see. We don’t often say things like this, but in Silver’s case, one was dealing with damaged goods intent on doing further…
“A Geography of Friendship,” “Menus,” “Erect on Demand,” and Other Poems
A Geography of Friendship We are approaching new terrain, the darkened forests left far behind. On the right, one eyes a drop of several hundred…
Deserted But Not Abandoned, Part 1
I. The courtyard is covered in dust. Beyond the chainlink fence stands rows of F-15 fighter jets. The Bengali movers lounge under the only tree that…
