REFLECTIONS ON TIES THAT BIND by Jan Little
REFLECTIONS ON TIES THAT BINDBy Jan Little
If marriage offered a narrow tether like Denmark’s attachment to Europe,I could have conformed that much to a husband’s wantsAnd gladly given all that connected me to him...
THE NAMELESS by Lisa Zaran
THE NAMELESSBy Lisa Zaran
The NamelessWho are we but immigrants too.Who are we but a lost Country.Who are we but tin blind, partially broken,desperado’s too are we not.Who are we but homelesswith our pawnshop belongings,our...
PROLONGING by William Snyder
PROLONGINGBy William Snyder PROLONGINGShe told me towait a little while.I said okay,I’ll wait outside.Ry Cooder, JoniMitchell, somebodyin Chains—they play and play.I slept last nightin the hollow comfortof the downstairs couch.Alone.I asked herto come too,but she...