“If it’s darkness we’re having, let it be extravagant!” —Jane Kenyon Let it be the deep feathery darkness of a power outage, the houses
I have given my mother’s body into others’ hands; have trusted her unsteady gait, her porous bones, her sleepless nights and the music she
After more than a week of stuffing envelopes, the hard-copy “Best of Volume 16” Cider Press Review is on its way to contributors, subscribers,
Everything loosens its grip, the flag slips down the pole, the girl’s hair from its clip, and the leaves, of course, let go to