Swallowed
When we made love, I thought of nothing but the parakeets. They were four floors below in Samantha’s study. I feared they were starving.
Stories Poems Essays
Courage and Choice
A wise old art dealer in Amsterdam liked to tell a particular story, over appelflappen and coffee, of when he was not so old and not so wise.
DR. NO RKVRY?
Writer works to get under skin, doc rushes through gore he bathes within… Shrieking from someone else’s…
“In Her Garden” and “Fresh News”
Big mama said she’s plum gone there’s no more chunky, copper moon walking over her head she reserves the right to wear white…
The Years
I am sitting on an exercise bike, slowly moving my feet, circling, circling, pushing just enough to barely move the pedals. It is exhausting.
Guide Him Through
Between lush manicured lawns and dense sheared hedges I walk slowly up the curved path to the wall near the relief sculpture tall as a juniper tree…
Madonnas
“Teacher. Nurse. Secretary. Three acceptable careers for a young woman when my mother was a girl. I became a high-powered corporate lawyer.”
2018 Pushcart Prize Nominations
2019 Dreamers Pushcart Prize Nominations …we’re pleased to announce our 2019 Pushcart Prize nominations! Check them out.
Things I’ve Learned on the Road
I remember the fire trucks with all the lights flashing and the noise and the woman screaming down the street. I was six, the teachers whispered nervously…