what could be more than a kiss?
a scent. a stone alive at last after being worried [...]
Derrida at His Mother’s Deathbed
Her body refuses the breakfast plums. [...]
Neighborhood Car Mechanic
His eyes only see right in garage light, his grip [...]
A Conversation with Australian Poet Chris Wallace-Crabbe
I know the Australian government funded a chair in Australian [...]
State Fair
My hand touches the glass that separates children from the [...]