By Sarah Sutro how to survive a long disconnect, a winter of nationalist intent, a reduction of feeling? this morning the green slate on the window sill glows blue, under pots of flowers and bulbs raw edges like edges in a gorge upstate, shale-layered rivers, like pressed layers of filo dough in fine pastry snow […]
By Kris Faatz On the day the world finally changed, Cinny had her feet up on the end of the bunk in her prison cell and her nose in a lame women’s magazine. Today marked her seventeenth day at Washington D.C.’s Correctional Facility for Troubled Women. Seventeen days out of the three thousand, six […]
By Rachel Custer There is only one story a woman says and maybe she is saying something about the truth, or maybe not. The history of a place like this is the history of those who leave it. It’s a great place to be from they might say, and smile. Pretty men and pretty women […]
By Eduardo Escalante nothing to raise Abel or make a song and dance about at the extreme of disorder a hundred-year’s flood every decade stories stir shadows over our small hours there is no place principle or signal right left center where to live no cause, no cause at the extreme of disorder the disorder […]
