Love Story

Love Story

Love Story He orders a second drink. I argue with him until he promises he’ll sip it slow. At the bar I say, Let’s get some food in our stomachs. And when the bartender is busy he goes off—Hey scumbag, do your job. The show is starting. The lights go dark in the small...
Oysters

Oysters

Seamus Heaney Our shells clacked on the plates. My tongue was a filling estuary, My palate hung with starlight: As I tasted the salty Pleiades Orion dipped his foot into the water. Alive and violated, They lay on their bed of ice: Bivalves: the split bulb And...
Lynn Domina: Year of Water

Lynn Domina: Year of Water

Much like Venice, half of Lynn Domina’s hometown of Marquette, on Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, consists of water–chiefly, Lake Superior, which is the largest body of freshwater in the world. First came French missionaries in the early 17th Century,...

Cassie Pruyn

One of our editors has topsy-turvy chat with one of our poets, Cassie Pruyn. HALF REVEALING, AND HALF CONCEALING THE SOUL: BARRETT WARNER INTERVIEWS CASSIE...