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...
Nicole Santalucia is a literary citizen of the first rank. In addition to her workshops at Shippensburg University, she leads workshops at the Cumberland County Prison, the public library, the Boys and Girls Club, and nursing homes. She is the author of Because I Did...
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,...
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 PRUYN
I walked through the door, climbed the stairs and in every bed I dreamt your dreams. I peeled the brown vinyl off your chair until I saw its red leather skin, smelled you in the walls and blue wool carpet. I gathered your skin cells in a small basket and lapped milk...
Free State Review is a literary journal that comes out every 8 months. Want to know what we're into? Peruse our site and/or order a copy, then hit us up!
Free State Review is a literary journal that comes out every 8 months. Want to know what we're into? Peruse our site and/or order a copy, then hit us up!
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