by Nathaniel Beyer
A feather fallen from the forehead,
A name forgotten. The face of a person
Passed in the street, the lips and eyes
Faded, only the swell of the breast,
A rise around […]
Sonnet
Possibly Japanese
by Gabriel Ricard
Witness #1: Robert (co-worker)
“It’s always the one you least suspect.”
That’s what my mother used to say. Up until today, I dismissed this advice as the clichéd ranting of […]
Taste of Cherry (Ta’m e guilass)
Directed by Abbas Kiarostami
Review by Shannon Scott Stebbins
On the list of difficult and awkward things to do, driving around and randomly finding someone to assist in your suicide has to […]
