Among the rich, anger’s no rarity:
hatred comes cheaper than charity.
Genus, Aucte, lucri divites habent iram:
odisse quam donare vilius constat.
Contributed By: David Macey, Martial
Among the rich, anger’s no rarity:
hatred comes cheaper than charity.
Genus, Aucte, lucri divites habent iram:
odisse quam donare vilius constat.
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“He reeks of last night’s wine!” That’s off the mark. He drinks until dawn clarifies the dark. Hesterno fetere mero qui credit Acerram, fallitur: in lucem semper Acerra bibit. Return to table…
Rome lauds, loves, and sings my little books. I am in every pocket, every hand. Behold: she blushes, pales, dazes, yawns, looks sick. That’s what I want! Now I’m my own fan. Laudat,…
INTERVIEWS Eric Shonkwiler interviewed by David Bowen Power & Light Juan Gelacio interviewed by Robert Joe Stout Invisible on Paper ESSAYS Leonard Kress What Kind of Parent Lets a Thirteen-Year-Old Cancel Her Bat Mitzvah? Erinn…
In Prisov, not far from Košice, a shul or rather an exhibit of itself restored, except of course for its congregation, is open for tourists to visit and inspect. On a wall are photographs of…
FEATURED ARTIST Sheng Qi Painting without Colour: A Gallery NONFICTION Helen DeWitt Experimental, Interstitial, and Hybrid an interview with Helen DeWitt conducted by S. P. MacIntyre Alan Heathcock Never Not a Writer an interview with Alan Heathcock conducted by Okla Elliott Amy Holwerda Like the Wine of Our Red Alaska FICTION WinLo333 Sob Stories Gerard […]
Collins’ spatial poems knit together the natural world––trees, light, stones––with her specific history of violence, loss, and survival.
He was as calm as his family wanted,
managing a laugh each day of his life
and washing the traces away
with soap and water