Monthly archive March, 2014

Ghost Story

Through a casement window whose separate panes (inky at night) were framed in white — my view — I saw something or I was able to imagine seeing, for a moment, something. Other-worldly? “Monstrous”? Swelling up, across the dark panes of glass, a smooth vague pale shape or blur seeming to rise and float. Then...

Editor’s Comment

Just what is a ghost? Most dictionaries start with the familiar idea that the dead can linger among the living, using words like “soul” and “spirit” interchangeably and suggesting that such apparitions come to us from shadowy, melancholy realms. Beyond this, definitions diverge. Urbandictionary.com pleasingly includes the disincarnated souls of animals along with humans, and...
Debut Collection from Contributor Rachel Mennies Now Available

Debut Collection from Contributor Rachel Mennies Now Available

The Glad Hand of God Points Backwards now available from Texas Tech University Press.

from Armies in the Blood

DISAPPEARING SOLDIERS —for M.J.C., MIA, Fallujah, Iraq, November 2004 1. PASSING Old moon In the new moon’s Arms        afterward Your scent In the seminar room Corduroy & plaid Each time For a long time Such        cautionary Togetherness As if your Naval officer Past        No longer Mattered Had been enough The bombing of that ship You shirtless At the...

Ghost Officer

My head gets shoved deep into the machine. I come home to a letter from the servants demanding the very last whisper you left in my ear; they want to take anything I don’t want them to. Some August leaves still on the table right next to the bills. Those leaves were once open, gasping,...

It Was Just Thinking

They each were a glass breaking. The size of two hummingbirds. My feelings about the morning. I was looking at the light & getting it confused with some other light. I knew the answer to every question was written down somewhere, folded away so that I could see only that it was there. I have...

Stopper

Through the red bottle the world is red. Through the blue bottle, otherwise. When I moved away I put a stopper in. What was home was contained. Bottle of Paris air—unopenable or it loses what it was made it separate. Stop. What was home is unreturnable What was time is stoppered a solid line between...

Glossary

Map A two–dimensional representation of a three–dimensional swath of land. A diagrammatic rendering. For use with a compass. For use with stars. With a map of the stars. A song I sing to know where I am. For use. A printed version of the line between the island and the sea. The island is an...

It Does Not Happen by Machine

There is a town in Pennsylvania where the street lamps are shaped like giant foil candies and the streets have names like Chocolate and Cocoa. One cul–de–sac is named after Caracas, where the raw beans come from. There’s an old factory whose brick smokestacks bear the word “Hershey” in faded white paint, grand vertical lettering—though...

The Pursuit of D.B. Cooper

1. “With a Little Luck and Greenback Dollar You’re Gonna See Me Shine” Right now, someone in the world is claiming to have seen, to know, or to be D.B. Cooper. The story of D.B. Cooper’s 1971 hijacking of a Boeing 727 between Portland and Seattle, the delivery of the $200,000 ransom, and Cooper’s eventual...

from Ghosts

— Translated from the Bulgarian by Olga Nikolova Something did happen once, however. Or, to put it differently, something went out of control once. Because of his calmness, Boris could often join a small group of classmates walking together part of the way back from school. Since he could accommodate both their conversation and his...

Prologue (from Monoghan)

Anthony Lott His laugh that time, like a sigh coming out of a graveyard. He’d earned it somewhere far away from anything I knew. If I hadn’t heard it, I wouldn’t be telling the story. I saw him first on a cold February day in 1988. He wasn’t Ryan then, nor Dempsey. He had names...