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Poetry: both by Jeff Hartnett

both how wrong the aloneness of my Father’s body, slumped in the reverberant too-small bath. and Mother, cupping His head, mapped with violent-violet scans, explorations of hope, reduced, a crown of purple thorns, a porcelain throne, draped in linen terrycloth. damn God! he’s unskinned, out of his shell of Fatherness, adrift, washed into the sea, […]

Poetry: Cat by Martha Strom

Cat i came home crazed the cat willy dubbed diamond, electrified, raced around, almost tripping me several times it might have been that she saw i was keeping my external behavior in check, who knows, but in any case she lay at the foot of my bed like an egyptian monolith— a sphinx– the embodiment […]