by Benjamin Pryor
Cascade like a fabulous line of breakers, a feather
tunnel, a slow canter like a show horse
stepping high, and know the beach beauties living
Southern Atlantic, how they wake moving […]
Folly Beach
Memento Mori
by Benjamin Pryor
Opening a box of whipstitched cardboard
I feel the lonesome ancestral weft and see
Ma in the tall pasture.
We played games with sticks, toys chipped from slate,
burlap sacks, fish like […]
That Obscure Object of Desire
(Directed by Luis Bunuel)
by Kevin Murphy
It had been raining all afternoon, showed no signs of stopping. I was sitting with Bill, the two of us holed up at Vickery’s. […]
God in Question
by Benjamin Pryor
We have never been what we have wanted to gain,
scooping our family debris, in the way
an apartment garden proudly decomposes.
Garbage fetters the flow, does not care to impose
spent […]
Last Lesson
by Sybil Wilen
Weighted by the coins that dangle from your hip sash, you chew up the floor. Hip thrust, figure eight – your abdomen curls in then out while your […]
