By Keith Burton i was stretching my legs on the littoralgiving names to the shapes of the cloudsthat swam across the lake’s reflectionwhen trouble came crawling on eight legs. help me across he asked with a period. i knew better; i had an owl’s acuity.no can do, i know you…
By Robert Hicks I expect you to explain it in terms I can understand she told me and I took a moment and looked around at the 4 or 5 stars winking and the smell of city and the sound of traffic and an all-night fiasco writhing on its side…
