A River We Call Snake by Carol Davis Koss

A River We Call Snake by Carol Davis Koss

A River We Call Snake “A river we call Snake….” “Because it winds?”   “Because it coils and strikes ─ Because it is a viper   Even in summer when its small islands   are sequins its fangs ─ only folded   Behind them...
CORKS OR DRUMS by Marc Janssen

CORKS OR DRUMS by Marc Janssen

CORKS OR DRUMS The wet seconds of the Anaphorical Clock Grind the day into mud.   And each is the same. The same breakfast followed by the same phone calls, the same news and the same plastic ravenous news people. The same lunch followed uncomfortably by the same...