Shabbas
By Essay Issue 114
I was trying to pray. How I yearned to pray! But I was both fascinated and repelled by this man’s presence.
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By Poetry Issue 111
It’s taken me / almost a decade to admit it: I miss. I’ve missed / feeding all my thoughts through that revolving blade / so thin it could only be felt.
Read MoreSuch Are the Rituals
By Poetry Issue 103
When I tilt the cup
it drains like a face.