“Stuck? Here is a little apartment where the coffee got cold/and the woman of his dreams sits up in bed/eating hangover ravioli while this man rewrites instructions/on how to load a website full…

“These were clearly wild bison, at home again in the wild. And they’ve already transformed the place—new trails winding through the woods, droppings everywhere, tufts of fine brown underfur tangled in trees, wallows…

“Writing is magic. I have no idea how I go about it, or why it sometimes flows and other times doesn’t. But I do know I was given a lot of gifts, including…

“Truly, my mother was a hard, hard act to follow. Her black chignon, her enormous hats, her flawless, Charles-of-the-Ritz make-up, her back-seamed stockings, their seams razor-straight, her high, high-heeled pumps, her three (never…

“On an artistic note, Samos also became the muse from whom I garnered inspiration for my seascapes, and also for some mermaid paintings. Gauguin had Tahiti, Cezanne had Mont Saint-Victoire, I have Samos!…

Skip the B.S. Skip Eisiminger “Unlike his Greek neighbors, the author of Genesis took a different approach to the subject of man’s mortality: humans were created, He/She said, from the dust and bones…

“For this group of poems, I adopted the prose form to invoke the voice of an anonymous speaker, perhaps snatching truth and wisdom from the four corners of creation, independent of time and…

“One day in London, years ago, when I was practicing a song in the hearing of a musical old friend from my native country he said, ‘Why don’t you just ignore all these…

“Even before I received cartoons from Mark Addison Kershaw, zipped up like a late, late Xmas present in my inbox last month, I might well have endowed a chair for him at Hubris:…

“She was aware of the cold polished floor beneath her cheek, of light blazing through the window. She was aware of the fact that the street beyond the window, two stories down, had…