Night Walks
Dorin Schumacher
“In my mind’s eye, I always saw a naked Pat, leaning forward over the end of her father’s bed, her big breasts hanging heavily below her. The burly, powerful Jack, his face dark and expressionless, would be viciously bearing down on her with full force, strapping her with his belt over and over again."
Poems
Steve Hallett
“On the horizon, a plume of dust builds, approaches,
gathers around like a shroud.
Do I need a ride?
No.
Am I sure?
No.”
Interview
Travis Byram
“I also have an overwriting problem, and you can’t afford to do that in poetry."
Volume XLIII
"In the Distance" - Julie Hamilton, oil on canvas, 36" x 48"
