An hour later, when Cheryl came down for dinner, she had redone her hair and makeup and slipped into a sleeveless black Marc Jacobs number she had worn only once before, at an Alpha Kappa Alpha cotillion the previous fall. The dress, with its shirred silk and its low scooped back, was a touch too […]
The Mother by Jay Frankston She takes the seeds from her womb, scatters them to the wind and sings to them, the Mother. And the wind lifts them high above fields, above fears, takes them round and round then lets them fall. And flowers and trees and children grow from the earth. And […]
This week, we asked Jacob how long he’s been creating his artwork, and who is in his art. How long I’ve been making my art I have been making my art now for about 2 or 3 years. The collages I’ve been making for the last year, I’d say. I drew a lot when I […]
Frank’s grandfather, Dr. Nelson Watkins, sat slumped in a rocking chair at the far end of the shaded porch, listening politely as a bosomy older woman lectured the table on how, precisely, she was related to the young Buford couple who ran the hotel. “Sorry to interrupt,” Frank said, cutting in. “Grandpa, there’s somebody here […]