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Greg Hewett, Guest Blogger, June 20 – 26
This week we welcome Greg Hewett as our guest blogger. Greg is the author of four collections of poetry: The Eros Conspiracy, Red Suburb, To Collect the Flesh, and most recently, darkacre (Coffee House…
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A Father’s Day Poem (by Laura Orem)
The Astronomer Before I knew I couldn’t fly, my father would bundle my green corduroy coat over my pajamas and take me into the January-cold front yard to count the…
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Reb Livingston Presents a Poem by Jasper Bernes
Not This Mouth Bigger & bigger, everything is so daddy today it cuts No no no no, he repeats, doing itanyway, pulling at the peril-colored outlet strip: bear baby bread bad “If there’s a name…
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Julie Sheehan, Constituent Bartender
Until its death by Anheuser-Busch in 2006, there was one and only one reason to order a Rolling Rock. You were slumming. Rolling Rock occupied that peculiar little niche, described in the linked article…
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“Quarter to Five” [by Allison Power]
Quarter to Five But I didn’t want the operator. So I make spaghetti, consider syntax, refuse autographs, write letters to Pope, recycle photographs, rehearse lines, imagine the good ole days, examine the terrain, sweep…
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Julie Sheehan, Constituent Bartender
Satire amazes me with its quickness on the uptake. No sooner had Arthurian legend started making the rounds than Marie de France began collecting these oral tales and making fun of them. Chaucer has…
