Wish Lantern Over Muscongus Sound
by Rachel F. Seidman We know nothing about currents of wind or water. We have only hope and intuition. And a slightly risky faith that our
You are dead, Lewis Carroll
by Adam Scheffler You are dead, Lewis Carroll, the young man said And yet your hands are so strong You are juggling two chairs, a saw, and your
Un-Relatable Poem
by Adam Scheffler A man cobbles together his life together as best he can, skimming these shark–abandoned waves but must so many pastimes
I Have Lots of Hearts
by Adam Scheffler I have lots of hearts, it’s grisly. I leave them bloody, soaking the pillow. I keep them in a drawer where they turn gray. It’s
How is it?
by Tom Saya How is it all those worlds out there don’t collide, obliterating each other? or given the great distances, how is it without
Fayetteville Drum Room, 1995
by Kevin Rabas That night, I snuck into the practice room, the drums crumpled up. I had sticks. I played the low tom first, called on my heart