Pipe dreams, they’re called, leading to nowhere, steps off a parapet, a leap into the chasm, that trill in the chest that pause before one silent lift. Rushing temples burn a heart, rush of a ci… more →
qarrtsiluniCarolee wrote 4 days ago: It has taken a bit longer than I thought it would to settle into my vacation — the Tin House S … more →
Carolee wrote 3 weeks ago: And I’ll be on vacation! It is my “if I have to be a hockey mom, I’m going to a wr … more →
qarrtsiluni wrote 3 months ago: Pipe dreams, they’re called, leading to nowhere, steps off a parapet, a leap into the chasm, t … more →
myonlinetv wrote 4 months ago: This series follows the eventful lives of some high-school kids in Tree Hill, a small but not too q … more →
Michelle wrote 4 months ago: The second issue of poetry and art journal, ouroboros review, is now online and includes an inte … more →
qarrtsiluni wrote 6 months ago: “If time has to end, it can be described, instant by instant,” Mr. Palomar thinks, … more →
qarrtsiluni wrote 1 year ago: Glittering glass and ragged cans Tumble and dive in a ravine Talking to me in metered Morse code of … more →
qarrtsiluni wrote 1 year ago: Northwest Arizona, c. 1965 I Father .. says pick ‘em off when you see ‘em crush … more →