Eight Synonyms for Shroud, by Laura McPherson
In the bitter of November, the inside of the house waited.A knock: a visitor, leather jacket hung with motor oil […]
In the bitter of November, the inside of the house waited.A knock: a visitor, leather jacket hung with motor oil […]
After the Flesh Teddy asks: Can you talk a little bit about the history of charnel houses? I feel like
You’re sure you’ve been here before. You’ve met this perfumed man who watches you through glass organs below the wax
the same way I hold wounded things,the bird with the clipped wing,the dazed moth,scalded in search of light—I run my
An Utopia Award Finalist, 2023 Celebrating the dead begins with a song. An organist, pianist, or keyboardist—sometimes all three at
The third time I see the bones is on the day all is lost. We sit around the big oak
In fields corn is blooming, embers burning, gilded sea of spun glass. My father points out the car windowto rattle