by Jason Grant The entire king-sized bed is mine now, but I can’t seem to move from the left side to the right because on the nights you were here—laying there—if I dared move from my side to yours in the middle of the night it was like I-was-crossing-some-boundary you-needed…
by Lisa Leibow NARRATOROur annual day of drunken excessTraces back two and a half thousand years,To Shushan Kingdom, which stretchedAcross one hundred lands from IndiaOver to Ethiopia.The story starts with a sumptuous feast.A six-month-long party at King’s castle,Feet strolled on tile of onyx and garnets.Where tapestries hung from purple tassels,Wine…