by Bob Hicok
The other day I made a cake and walked it
to the top of a mountain. I like to think
fundamental geological processes
saw this as the birthday party
they never had. . . .
by Elizabeth Arnold
Somewhere in Pennsylvania a girl is saying good-bye to a man who doesn’t want her to leave. But don’t feel bad for her; she wants to go.
by Albert Goldbarth
They seem so obvious now, these concepts,
“gravity,” “childhood,” “outer space,”
and the rest. But once they didn’t exist
for our species as concepts—not even
as words without a concept attached.
by Roberta P. Feins
In the Avignon studio, the painter spreads
rabbit-skin glue across the surface
of rough linen to prepare his canvas . . .
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