[From L’heure bleue, or The Judy Poems]
To avoid Jack when he's sad— what he indulgently calls [...]
To avoid Jack when he's sad— what he indulgently calls [...]
Up and down this unfamiliar road the hills changing shapes [...]
Within five seconds, you will be redirected to the site [...]
J. Allyn Rosser’s new book of poetry, Mimi’s Trapeze, leaps [...]
We arrive two hours before departure, the dark still dark [...]
The center of our galaxy tastes like raspberries & smells [...]
A white guy liked me and it was like a [...]
You can, from the safety of home, type the address [...]
Heathen is a book of ferocious beauty. Its fifty-six formally [...]
after Joe Bataan In the mirror, I'm no longer there, [...]