I prefer a pencil formed from cedar timber, painted, lacquered, imprinted with gold— Half the Pressure, Twice the Speed— a medium that will readily
I practiced dying in front of the bathroom mirror, clutching my throat, or holding my gut where an assassin’s bullet lodged— my face a
She stands sometimes, sits others in the Emerald Green, afraid of moving anywhere since the morning, each feather is succinct with black and
Reviewed by Susan Azar Porterfield As Karren Alenier tells us in her “Introduction,” what she found most intriguing after reading Gertrude Stein’s The Autobiography