After Seeing Dylan McDermott in an Obscure Tennessee Williams Play [poem] by Marcia LeBeau

Driving home, you think of diners on desolate highways. How lonely men and forgotten women seem to follow the gravitational pull to the sugar shaker. The way honesty is so boring and then heartbreaking. Faded denim and ripped buttons. Ain’t Read More …

Walking My Dog Two Days after the Blizzard [poem] by Susan Gundlach

Forget the cliché-inducing kind of snowfall, winter wonderland and all that, of Thursday. Instead, picture this on Saturday: A barely cleared sidewalk pitted with solid icy boot prints, ankle-breakingly treacherous. To the right, tall fences and hedges. To the left Read More …

Cable Channel 4931: The Network of Miniatures [poem] by Nance Van Winckel

The man who tends the miniature horses wears a ten-gallon hat. Strokes sideburns that won’t quit. Called, the collie-sized horses come galloping across the frosty meadow. They have a visitor. A child resembling my sister—auburn hair in a pixie cut—holds Read More …