
How I envy his cropped wash-and-wear hair he can shake dry like a dog, his easy uniform of T-shirt and baggy shorts. […]
How I envy his cropped wash-and-wear hair he can shake dry like a dog, his easy uniform of T-shirt and baggy shorts. […]
By Nancy Swan The lights go down. A thrum of anticipation sweeps the audience, then silence as surround sound takes over. The Ronnettes cry out, “So won’t you please be my be […]
I cup your four flavors in my mouth: bitter, sweet, salty, sour. The tastes are male and female: the miracles of a girl’s first blood, her first lover’s sweat. The various […]
by Ann Rosenquist Fee I’ll say this first and I’ll be really clear about it. I have no problem with virtue. In regular life I’m virtuous as a routine and I appreciate […]
by Dorianne Laux -For Richard Before the days of self service, When you never had to pump your own gas, I was the one who did it for you, the girl who […]
by Francesca Lia Block this spring is like that man in the white shirt radiating heat even from his thumbs standing so close we steal each other’s air a wedding band glaring […]