Joe Bolton

Days of Summer Gone It’s too late to go back to that apartmentIn Bowling Green, Kentucky, where we slept togetherSo many nights. I wonder if whoever lives there nowAnd fucks in that bed ever wonders about us? If memory’s any good gauge, the placeMust be...
Joe Bolton

Joe Bolton

The Distance As seen in Days of Summer Gone, Galileo Press, 1990 Two women are hugging each other goodbyeOn the sidewalk in the tree-shadowOf a late spring afternoon. It is notSexual, though both are beautiful.And though both are tall and litheUnder their dark hair,...

Jennifer Key

The Horizon Has a Horrible Way of Disappearing “You probably weren’t going to get pregnant anyway.” He meant it to be reassuring but it was a horrible thing to hear—the finality of her husband’s statement. What was the point, after all, of...
Katherine Anne Porter

Katherine Anne Porter

This lunatic atom bomb has succeeded in rousing the people of all nations to the highest point of unanimous moral dudgeon; great numbers of persons are frightened who never really had much cause to be frightened before. This world has always been a desperately...