Young Woman(ART) by John Stafford
John Swofford is forty-six and and lives in Rex, Georgia. He was featured in a L’Exposition show that was shown […]
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John Swofford is forty-six and and lives in Rex, Georgia. He was featured in a L’Exposition show that was shown […]
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Here, an unlikely gurgle from between two rocks, becomes a stream wiggling its way through narrow rifts and passages, a
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Walk into the studios of the Torpedo Factory andyou’ll see the potters in residence surrounded by pressure.When they sit at
Ode to the Potters of Alexandria by Alex Carrigan Read More »
In our living room at night, curtains drawn, a light creeps over the rug, widens around a magazine stand. How
A Light by Kenneth Pobo Read More »
The canopies that cover the street obscure my vision, so it’s not until he’s upon me that I spot him.
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His eyes are sloped and sad gray blue. He looks away in situ frameless. I see a field. I leave
A Way by Sheila Murphy Read More »
there is a paper cut on the skin of my soul, the past beats inside me like a second heart.
coming of age by Rowan Tate Read More »
It’s Sunday, the morning after our first night back in our old apartment with Daddy, and the place is quiet.
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after Archibald MacLeish The sun hovers on the horizon before creeping over mountains and meadows over oceans hills houses and
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My dream: I sleep through your funeral, then stand, eulogy in hand, as the last car pulls away from the
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