“The Flowers Along the Way testifies to the healing power of hope, showing how nurturing a garden, or a story, can generate something fresh and green out of loss.” (review by Liz Rios Hall)
A Friday evening, a blinding headache, and the dreaded return to an empty apartment. For Lucy, even the familiar walk home feels like an ordeal. (fiction)
When the bride buzzed in,
the groom held my mom’s roses.
We had 15 minutes.
Cuffs: no. La palabra
de Dios: Sí.
(poetry)
“It’s a lot more entertaining to hear a dolphin tell a manchild to ‘grow up’ than to hear the same advice coming from a psychiatrist.”
(review by Chloe Lutts Jensen)
He said,
two
images
haunt him.
(Ukrainian Voices / nonfiction)
A snow covers the room outside with piano keys. What genre is the song that plays unaccompanied.
(poetry)
The latest in our FORTHCOMING series of excerpts from new books.
Between cacti
and boulders, the car trudges
through the bypass roads (Palestinian Voices, translation)
The latest in our FORTHCOMING series of excerpts from new and recent books.
I thought I was
responsible. I was not large enough
for the knowledge.
On Maui a whole town catches fire in a great wind and burns to the ground in two hours. The iron center of the earth grows weary of devastation
(poetry)
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I went to Brett’s work and asked him, point-blank, what he saw in his new girlfriend Stella… (fiction)
