Michael Miller’s third book of poetry, Darkening the Grass, examines the life of a poet in his eighth decade. In sparse and vivid lyricism, these poems consider domesticity with both contentedness and urgency to cherish it.read more
For a while now, Fedya had been eyeing the butter dish and finally, seizing the moment when his wife bent down to trim a toenail, quickly, in one motion scooped the butter out of the dish with his finger and stuck it in his mouth. Closing the butter dish, Fedya accidentally tinkled the lid. The wife immediately straightened herself and, seeing the butter dish empty, pointed at it with the scissors and said in a stern voice: – There’s no butter in the dish. Where is it?read more
In Walser’s hands, though, as in all of his writing, there is an unsettledness, a bending unpredictably from one sentence to another. He wanders wildly even in these short pieces: hopping from sausages, to breasts, to the activity of the street, to pointing out that he has just struck a bargain for a pound of walnuts.read more
EMILIA PHILLIPS is the author of Signaletics (University of Akron Press, 2013) and two chapbooks. She lives in Richmond, Virginia and is at work on her second collection, Heaven and Men and Devils.read more
Bucharest in 1991 had tens of thousands of street dogs, a number that’s estimated today at 50,000, according to local media. They still cause problems. A Romanian woman died in 2011 when she was mauled by a pack of homeless dogs. A survey conducted in 2011 by the National School of Administration and Political Science found that in Berceni today, residents cited a lack of cleanliness and stray dogs as the districts two biggest problems.read more
When the door to the next room opened, there was only a hanging chair in the dead center. The chair was red and connected to ropes that hung from the ceiling.read more
In Allen Learst’s collection, Dancing at the Gold Monkey, a group of Vietnam veterans struggle with the question of what comes next. The question already suggests the impossibility of either healing or forgetting. “Next” only comes in relation to what came before,...read more
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