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László Krasznahorkai wins the Nobel Prize in Literature
Arthur Sze is the new U.S. Poet Laureate
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Florida schools pull books under pressure
Old Folks
by Joanne Durham
We hold our tongues / when young women bemoan their first / gray hairs, we doze off to dream / mid-afternoons on worn, cushioned couches
Song
by Rebecca Brock
Writing an ordinary email to my son’s teacher, / about missed work or a deadline, I type / the word ‘song’ instead of son
Favored
by Brendan Constantine
The Gods promised me power and a goldfish / in a plastic bag.
My Letter to the World
by Valentina Gnup
It’s about love. It is always and only about love.
The Illusion of Permanence
by John FitzGerald
The mirage dissolves looking out the same window you have since childhood, except you’re in your forties now and the daydream glaze in your eyes reflects for sale signs.
Adult Daughters
by Karen Paul Holmes
A friend tells me about her flight last week: / She watched a grown daughter fall asleep— / head on a mother’s shoulder
All the Noise in the World
by Laila Chudgar
I didn’t mean it when I said that the sky / Was yellow and the sun was green
When It Pours
by Bethany Jarmul
It’s blurry out there, my four-year-old son says of the downpour, / as if rain’s essential quality is not its wetness
On Doing Good
by James Wyshynski
I turn the corner, and see them. She leans against / the passenger side fender. He is a pair of legs sticking out / between the headlights
Waiting for the Results of a Biopsy
by Michelle Matz
Did you know that tree roots hold hands underground / and tree-whisper distress?
It all began around a campfire…
Beautiful language
is meant to be heard as well as read, and in fact words were vocalized eons before they were ever committed to clay or parchment. Storytelling began around campfires. We seek prose and poetry that continue the tradition.
Contributor Spotlight:
You Are Leaving the American Sector
by Rebecca Foust
Open Contests
by Stephen Parrish, with the editors of The Lascaux Review
