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lies under the blue sky and its white cloud in the Pearl River estuary, dredged sand is piled alongside droning...
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Red Bird A red bird perched and sang a song of leaves and rain, summer storms of May: The driving...
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I hear the click-clack worry of the Tic-Tacs shackled in their plastic container… an orange flurry of candy hurries into...
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the song, a garbled bag of birds the trees outside my window are golden today, i will drive the electrolux...
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Time smoothes rainbow hardness Of tree basalt, vermillion jasper, Silvery granite and pale feldspar With the help of humdrum But patient jeweller...
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John Casquarelli is the author of two full-length collections: On Equilibrium of Song (Overpass Books, 2011) and Lavender (Authorspress, 2014)....
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The kids across the street had daily tasks, Leon’s to sweep the inside stairs, which often he forgot, and we’d...
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When I told Dun Dunt that I had fallen in love, he served me cold tapioca. With magic powers. I...
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If I try to get everything back, sometimes pure essence of a single flower is all that comes when I...
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Ten, no, at least a dozen bagpipes groan across the gravel lot outside your window. Snare drums stutter as you...
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