Harp & Altar
POETRY
Roseanne Carrara

Andy Fitch
from Island

Eileen G'Sell

Amy King

Jesse Lichtenstein

Stephen Sturgeon
Three Elegies for Landis Everson
The Chronicles of Hugo Flake

G.C. Waldrep

The Chronicles of Hugo Flake
Stephen Sturgeon

In my bed I encounter cannibals

but this skin has been reserved for another.

It is a duty to laugh through the deranged

season God has set working. Friends are here,

I know; to visit whom, I do not.

 

All has changed to foreigners’ food. Once more

I consider the pedigree of time,

and see no puzzle to its address.

The trees in my photo have long been yours.

Wastrel, you have found me.