Emily, there aren’t a lot of feelings I feel that I don’t Google to understand what they are or try to search For self-validation & or even just random thoughts Once I was in Beijing & kept trying to Google things But it’s blocked in China BTW Baidu is a terrible Search engine I don’t […]
Issue 103
Pier Wright: The Hibiscus, Key West
we shared thin, raw, slices of tuna, conch salad, cracked stone crab claws, drank dark rum, tripped over the noisy chickens on our way to your room. drank more rum from plastic cups, then a table broke, the matching chair in pieces, waltzing together across worn linoleum like aging Tantric porn stars. waking to Cuban […]
Pier Wright: Driveway poem
we arrived early at the house by the subshop after the bar closed it was cold and being new at love the only way we thought to keep warm was by undressing completely, with great urgency in the front seat of the Ford then my foot got stuck in the horn just as our friends […]
Hillary Adler: We Must Be Animals
I just walked by two feral cats having sex next to four bags of trash & I was jealous I want to be feral with someone just for once in my life & not care who sees me or even just get hot & naked into bed or out of bed with anybody anywhere to […]
Pier Wright
Pier Wright attended Kalamazoo College where he was influenced by the poetry of Con Hilberry and later by that of Diane Seuss. The first poetry reading he ever attended, and has never forgotten, was Robert Bly reading from Silence In The Snowy Fields. He received a Post-Baccalaureate & Masters degree from The Art Institute of […]
Lorna Rose
Lorna Rose is a Pacific Northwest writer and speaker. Her narrative nonfiction and poetry have been recognized by Pacific Northwest Writers Association and the Oregon Poetry Association, and have appeared or are forthcoming in Third Wednesday, Jellyfish Review, About Place Journal, Writers Resist, and elsewhere. Lorna also speaks publicly on motherhood, resilience, and her experience […]