Seven Anorexics

Seven Anorexics

Sally Reno | Summer 2011 Prosetry Contest Winner | I have stories to tell, he says, his diamond eye sparkling in the bright sun ... Read More
Man Like That

Man Like That

Summer 2011 Prosetry Contest Winner I have stories to tell, he says, his diamond eye sparkling in the bright sun. I can hardly believe I would get in a car with a man like that man. Blasting along, wind whipping hair, he’s saying words as fast as he can spit ... Read More
Prophecy as a Reducing Mathematical Certainty

Prophecy as a Reducing Mathematical Certainty

Spring 2011 Prosetry Winner These are the tiny wanderings that core the heart in spectacular revelations and inspirations and allusions, and all of it getting up, standing up, leaping up and wanting more than anything to staunch the disjuncts and disparities between the things that our hands can hold and ... Read More
Sulfur Steam

Sulfur Steam

Up on the mountain, we hang out in abandoned buildings, places where stories fill the holes in the walls.  The old teepee was on the bottom of that ridge, before lightning struck.  Now all that’s left is the charred platform.  Harry’s cabin is up the road, but he sometimes returns, ... Read More
The Dream of the Sheep as It Is Sheared

The Dream of the Sheep as It Is Sheared

She has quick hands. She hangs from the ceiling, holstered, her back supported. The razor is a hair too close, starts at the skin of the belly and shears it smooth. My feet are over my head. I am making it easy while imagining what her life must be, the ... Read More
Turn

Turn

Turn by Leon Geist Wake. Rotate hand then arm. Stop. Reach for side table with stretched fingertips, touch the gold metal lamp base and turn on the light bulb that flickers, lights, flickers. Bad bulb, or maybe it’s not bad at all. It only behaves badly. Leon Geist lives in ... Read More