Issue: 2025

including the Peter Pan bus driver. He seems normal enough – until we’re on the road. With him at the wheel and on the microphone, he’s got a captive audience. “This bus will make the following stops: New Britain, Connecticut; Hartford, Connecticut; Sp … Continue Reading

Naked in a canoe, you emerge blossoming like tawdry April in a town that’s turned its back to the river. The span is iron trestle, riveted to carry freight, all green and rust. Magnolia, dogwood strike out improbably against the wet and dark forgotten … Continue Reading

Her face lit up the sky Hovering there In full control of tides and time Nothing so banal as day But night And crops And blood And seasons All that matters All that mothers … Continue Reading