By Ryan Quinn Flanagan The Rain Was Laughing Sideways …and the stranger came to town and no one knew him and he went to every house dropping a single breadcrumb on each doorstep and then the stranger left and never returned and everyone rejoiced because they had bread.
Should I one day remember that other life of ours
By James Diaz my, what beautiful years you have in your pack, trailing the eastern front brambles, burning barns- then the light in your eyes hesitating between things I broke like bread crumbs every stone in me hungry for naming, clamor cells bursting cool, summer crushes and hanging laundry forest winding its longest arm around … Continue reading Should I one day remember that other life of ours
Academy of the Heart And Mind 