To Make People Wonder: The Collaborative Portraits of Fritz Liedtke
By Essay Issue 78
HER MOUTH is taped shut. That’s what gets your attention first. At first glance, a photograph like this might trigger alarm or suspicion. But context is everything. Look again, and see how those temporary tattoo lines spiral like fiddlehead ferns from her eye to her ear, and that speck of blue glitter gleams on her…
Read MoreThe Egret Tree
By Poetry Issue 83
In the past, I have asked for what this may be, more faithfully perhaps, haven’t I, for some covenant of intimate favor waiting along a byway? So how then should it be seen, what begins as just a blue, late morning crease between heavy rains, noticing the usual roadside toll of…
Read MoreBewilder
By Poetry Issue 83
He made the Leviathan for the sport of it, The Lord of my childhood. Her fluke The size of two sleek rowboats For lifting and drawing down Knifelike into the water Or for slapping—so many gestures A fluke or fin can make with or Without ruin. I remember A whale rolling sideways Just—it appeared—so I…
Read MoreA Viewing Party
By Short Story Issue 83
IN THE CAR ON THE WAY to the Grosses’ my wife says, “I’m just hoping we can get to know some of these people. Like really get to know them.” I nod and she goes on, “And I don’t mean like they are projects, like we are just trying to save them.” I agree with her.…
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