I could have died that morning and no one would have been the wiser. The thieves fled on foot. Nobody chased them. She pointed the pistol at him and said, All right, you bastard, this is it. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and I knew she could never love me. […]
After Donald Keefe’s Lightwell (Au Sable Forks Papermill) (2016) Even with light beaming through the stilted arch like erasure, the old mill calls out its name in shadows, as shadows take occupancy in the fore and on the fringes, run the core cutter, feed pulp through the headbox, and reminisce in the sparse breakroom situated […]
Let’s fall down the well, kissing; take our time, sweeten buckets. Michael Hoerman is a poet from the Ozarks. He is the author of Bad Rotten (2004) and Disoriented Fascination (2018). Some of his more than 100 published poems first appeared in the Arkansas Literary Forum, Big Muddy, Chiron Review, Eureka Literary Magazine, Potomac Review, […]
Somewhere in the multiverse, somewhere past a black hole, I turn right at a silver asteroid and coast into the strings of a cosmic suburbia to find a house that looks like mine. I serve dinner to Charles and Leonardo who laugh when they see each other— looking-glass faces and beards, mirror minds bubbling with […]
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