The iron treadles rock and doven in the flatiron shadows, pressed air and piece work. Hungry hands move like birds. Every week the girl who makes the least gets fired. You march arm and arm with women… more →
Two Hawks QuarterlyAULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: The iron treadles rock and doven in the flatiron shadows, pressed air and piece work. Hungry hands m … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: July 2nd, 2008. Truth be told, I’ve never been much good at remembering what the date is … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: When he wakes up and complains about your coffee, just smile. Show no concern that it’s seven … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: It was those charged five minutes between 2nd and 3rd period when the courtyard of my junior high wa … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: This is the sound of losing myself: the drips of continuous rain as it dispe … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: Sheer striped-print curtains that hung from cheap white curtain rods blew softly in an April breeze. … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: Sam sits by the window and watches the storm swirling in a white cloud of madness, like angry wasps … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: For a boy to know his father he must travel upriver, far upriver—until the upping and the river beco … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: I think rain is as necessary to the mind as to vegetation. My very thoughts become thirsty, and crav … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: Pork Chop stuck her stubby pink forelegs out straight and planted her rear hooves in the gravel, ref … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: After moving to Nowhere, Michigan (my 20 year old son once said “If we go in decreasing circles we s … more →
AULA Editor wrote 2 years ago: The End of the Affair * Community In Shock at Vicious Murder; Vigil Tonight There will be a vigil to … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: Philip Sr. & Little Martha, September 1965 The sound of our footsteps echoed through … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: 1. Our mother calls me to come and look at her. That is how we begin. “Say something,” s … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: And it seemed that, just a little more—and the solution would be found, and then a new, beautiful li … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: I was right in the middle of a late-night rush in the deli when Jeffers, one of our regulars, came s … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: “Are they real, Mommy?” My daughter was staring at my bare breasts one morning last mont … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: I fear being like her and I am like her the critical part that wants to hurt the other render them h … more →
AULA Editor wrote 1 year ago: Instead of thinking about Sonny, his traveling companion wishes she were in Spain. How … more →