By Ruby Peru When, at ages twelve and thirteen, Maureen and I were deposited for safekeeping on an Arizona horse ranch for the duration of the summer of 1980, it was very much as if we had both dropped from outer space, but from completely different spaceships. The ultimate tomboy,…
By Leila Fortier It is always with me Where I do not know~ Stuck in the Forefront of afterthought~ On the outskirts Of unformed memory~ And I, of the midnight asking~ Nighting of the unanswered~ This brothel of existence~ No longer of you or I- but of poetry~ Sprouting accents…