Archive for April, 2018

“I pressed a pencil hard by the Deadman River”

• April 28, 2018 • 2 Comments

“…a hole on my sleeve the shape of a heart”

• April 24, 2018 • Leave a Comment

“The soul descends once more in bitter love…”

• April 22, 2018 • 2 Comments

the pleasures of Eastern European dumplings, in the New Yorker, in Edmonton, in Grand Forks

• April 18, 2018 • 3 Comments

the news

• April 15, 2018 • 4 Comments

“…all the more wonderful for its mysterious provenance”

• April 13, 2018 • 2 Comments

“…the nail which is the axis”

• April 10, 2018 • 4 Comments